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#caller
I lay in the grass outside of the party and stare at the sky. All my friends are walking about drunk and what not. I notice something in the sky. Swirls of white are floating on by. I see the final star leave to elsewhere. The star seems to flash and shoot off. The celestial swirls then seem to spin counter clockwise creating beautiful fractal patterns of colors. They spun faster and faster in the black starless sky. I then see a star pop up and then another. It did not take long before I could see constellations again. Our night sky was an ocean of stars yet again. The swirls of white left toward the moon. I now call them Star callers.
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 2:23 PM UTC
Star callers
life is like a phone line constantly waiting for an answer we look for a giver but have we just been our own receiver? who may be at the other end? what lies before us? the harsh unknown and its unseething silence thumping as its own beating heart will we continue to wait for life's last ring to make its final heartbeat? (b.d.s.)
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 1:34 PM UTC
please hold...
Gimme.... 50 dollar 40 dollar 20 dollar 10 dollar 60 dollar five? Gimme... 80 dollar 70 dollar 30 dollar Some dollar Any dollar jive?
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Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
At the idiot auction