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Two magnificent turtles and I’m surprised I can see them from the distance between us. I’m sitting in my car on a Baltimore street close to the cobblestone kingdom. He just exited, I’m waiting patiently. Were both waiting and this is one more step taken on a path we have carved that leads to our future and is created from scratch. Hardly working, and he’s looking to work hard. Although most days I wished he would just stay in bed with me. We’re planning and we are praying that the floor doesn’t fall through. Living this way, living under a rain cloud. Things tend to have a way of working themselves out but it’s hard to guess fate’s direction when you’re standing on shaky ground. The sound of a bell barely awakens the pedestrians. It might not mean anything, but it sure is a pretty sound.
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Aug 22, 2012
Aug 22, 2012 at 1:37 PM UTC
Two Turtles.
Two magnificent turtles and I’m surprised I can see them from the distance between us. I’m sitting in my car on a Baltimore street close to the cobblestone kingdom. He just exited, I’m waiting patiently. Were both waiting and this is one more step taken on a path we have carved that leads to our future and is created from scratch. Hardly working, and he’s looking to work hard. Although most days I wished he would just stay in bed with me. We’re planning and we are praying that the floor doesn’t fall through. Living this way, living under a rain cloud. Things tend to have a way of working themselves out but it’s hard to guess fate’s direction when you’re standing on shaky ground. The sound of a bell barely awakens the pedestrians. It might not mean anything, but it sure is a pretty sound.
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Aug 22, 2012
Aug 22, 2012 at 1:37 PM UTC
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