No, but I'd like to move it.
I'd like to move it a lot.![]()
No, but I'd like to move it.
I'd like to move it a lot.![]()
Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.
Mark Twain


It moved on it's own....
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012


can we see the rest of her?
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