When the new day yawned, and desided to mercifully awake...
So Did I.
With the same lighthearted mood I looked around me to see the millions of drowsy souls finnally rising.
I got to my feet, and began to walk.
So I Walked.
Walked a dusty, travel busy road, and whistled a merry tun for none but the fields to hear.
With the bounce in my step, and newly awakened sun in my heart,
I Headed Home.














Comments
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"A bale of hay would taste good if it had enough whip cream on it."
-Great Grandpa Lenard
thats like a miricle for me
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"I've never believed in the term "Unconditional Love." Because not only is it as ironic as a "Civil War", but as a utterly devastating. But, like a war, it is ultimately necessary, and for some odd reason, mean are addicted to it."
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~HeartworX Studio~
its actually published somewhere in this world
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"I've never believed in the term "Unconditional Love." Because not only is it as ironic as a "Civil War", but as a utterly devastating. But, like a war, it is ultimately necessary, and for some odd reason, mean are addicted to it."
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