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Post by leecrowell on Jun 22, 2010 17:33:31 GMT -5
I can’t say peace I mean, if it were down to the wire, say if it got down to either you or me I’m not quite sure that I’d sacrifice myself and not let you be the lamb
I can’t feel love until I’ve given it selflessly and I’m not sure I’m that brave I’m certainly not of the stature required
I can’t live harmony when I know that in a lake of calm I’d be the first to cast pebbles of disruption, endless ripples ...
damn this bullshit, what I really need is a cold beer
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Post by Bernard Alain on Jun 22, 2010 18:22:10 GMT -5
I like this lee, defects to a well known cure-all, up she goes ...
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Post by Ivan Carswell on Jun 23, 2010 0:38:36 GMT -5
A bloody bewdy - Aussie vernacular for great. Stuff contemplative mediation, I'm flipping a cap too
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Post by leecrowell on Jun 24, 2010 22:23:11 GMT -5
humble thanks to both of you!
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