The tapioca-sky keepsher secrets close to her bosom, she stays silent,plucking her eye-brows, brooding with thunderhead tongue, but when I deal she says“no”, sits speechless and smiles. Is she contentwith a passable pair […]
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
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rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry
About fantastical places and other stuff
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