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60 seconds. 44640 minutes. 744 hours 31 days. That's how long I've waited for you. Unshaped, floating under the dark sky. A light, brighten the big city. Oh how lovely when you're a full.
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 11:03 PM UTC
La Luna
….The “fright” is in the beginning Of every psychological thriller movie…. It is a game of what faces “they” make: In the gfh; “The Lifers”, And “security guards”, we called “them” [out]; Googly-eyed, and tongue out: To La Luna and the same face To new blood: “Now, that brings me back.” It is a matter of who you fall in love with; when They are “done with you” And you “see someone” The same-age Going through: “What’s that face about?” In their feeble minds Of “just the right age” To fall in love; And who to mess-with ….About that love;;; You do not “know”; [….He saved you….] Until the very-end Of the game. ©2026Ellen Finn
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Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 4:35 PM UTC
Mental Health Is a Game