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ALL THAT GLITTERS (BUT’S NOT GOLD)

All that glitters is not gold, like, for example, one: the shimmer of the water on a mountain lake flowed down steep from lofty peaks in melting seasons after it has snowed– A pristine place for life to gather, its … Continue reading

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SCRATCH MY BRAIN

I’ve got to scratch my brain, now and again, so that it won’t go flat nor get too fat, and so my blood may flow to keep my “go!” way past the get-go through every local, mind-entwining and far-flung arm-leg … Continue reading

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