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1. to give a chance, to an attending unsophisticate await proof of whatever revered worth wanted seeming to have little or no life experience means not there's nothing to give time-trenches furrowed in mire too deep . . . 2. assume nothing so easy of another chickety-choo, just see it through fine particles of gray comet's tail ricochet in the eye friction desired, yet not always there is some pluck, you know . . . 3. you see, as many a soul-straggler roams some may not shine as bright as desirous fit but (amongst other things) actually, they do have something others crave still unconverted, slow-releasing grit . . . 4. no crisis here, only eager groom-in-waiting cheerful chevy, too bright on wooden words zigzagging to capture all-elusive allure banish each espiegled scab clip-clop, tear not off old wounds. 5. So, even as half-regarded not good enough (yet?) nails screech on board, turbulent cadence tips dig deep into sinking blades grant that chance not only to let make, but to make a mark . . . for strangely, I already know. S T, 16 May 2013
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May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 7:07 AM UTC
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1. to give a chance, to an attending unsophisticate await proof of whatever revered worth wanted seeming to have little or no life experience means not there's nothing to give time-trenches furrowed in mire too deep . . . 2. assume nothing so easy of another chickety-choo, just see it through fine particles of gray comet's tail ricochet in the eye friction desired, yet not always there is some pluck, you know . . . 3. you see, as many a soul-straggler roams some may not shine as bright as desirous fit but (amongst other things) actually, they do have something others crave still unconverted, slow-releasing grit . . . 4. no crisis here, only eager groom-in-waiting cheerful chevy, too bright on wooden words zigzagging to capture all-elusive allure banish each espiegled scab clip-clop, tear not off old wounds. 5. So, even as half-regarded not good enough (yet?) nails screech on board, turbulent cadence tips dig deep into sinking blades grant that chance not only to let make, but to make a mark . . . for strangely, I already know. S T, 16 May 2013
ever applied for a position, only to be told... not experienced enough....? gimme a chance! must graciously accept, never say never....might get that call again... .... good enough! (or only, cos someone else no longer can or .... got the boot...lol) must one conform so?? 'need' why, you could never own even if I gave you what I want I may not have what you want or seek but what you need ere facile discard of life-slice mark well thwarted spot in event of fire . . . knock out glass / of water knock on wood. grant it do grant it. :)
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May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 7:07 AM UTC
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