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In die asemdroogtes van die nag Word ek gebombardeer deur die warrelwinde van my ongesproke woorde Wat ten laaste my hart van dolomiet versag Skrapnel vlieg rond in die inner ruimtes van my gesonder verstand In die geweldadige debat tussen die skynbare sinneloosheid van die Woord En die gevoel van jou hand in myne In geheim bou ek ń koningryk van lugkastele Waarin jou beeld in elke kamer pronk. Maar selfs díe verdwyn in die wasige misgordyn van dade Waarvoor ek self nog swyg Ten slotte: Ek smag na jou... -kammeraaddkap
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 2:09 PM UTC
Geweërde liefde
sommige mense siele                                                          some people’s souls                                           skyn van hul                                                               shine out of                                           ligame uit                                                                    their bodies anders is betrap                                                     others are trapped                   vasgevang                                                                                            embroiled in bitter denke in bitter thoughts in bitter dade                                                                                        in bitter deeds opgevreet                                                                                              consumed deur                                                                                                        by angst                                                                                                      anxiety jalousie                                                                                                   jealousy gierigheid                                                                                              greed onsekerheid                                                                                          uncertainty opgetwis                                                                                                twisted up onbewus                                                                                                unaware
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Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 8:08 AM UTC
observasie – observation
sommige mense siele                                                          some people’s souls                                           skyn van hul                                                               shine out of                                           ligame uit                                                                    their bodies anders is betrap                                                     others are trapped                   vasgevang                                                                                            embroiled in bitter denke in bitter thoughts in bitter dade                                                                                        in bitter deeds opgevreet                                                                                              consumed deur                                                                                                        by angst                                                                                                      anxiety jalousie                                                                                                   jealousy gierigheid                                                                                              greed onsekerheid                                                                                          uncertainty opgetwis                                                                                                twisted up onbewus                                                                                                unaware
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In die asemdroogtes van die nag Word ek gebombardeer deur die warrelwinde van my ongesproke woorde Wat ten laaste my hart van dolomiet versag Skrapnel vlieg rond in die inner ruimtes van my gesonder verstand In die geweldadige debat tussen die skynbare sinneloosheid van die Woord En die gevoel van jou hand in myne In geheim bou ek ń koningryk van lugkastele Waarin jou beeld in elke kamer pronk. Maar selfs díe verdwyn in die wasige misgordyn van dade Waarvoor ek self nog swyg Ten slotte: Ek smag na jou... -kammeraaddkap
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 5:58 PM UTC
ongegronde lugkastele
Looking NOW from  a mountain of experiences 23 years worth of a bag of knowledge i can see so much more Taste so much more feel so much more The dust in my eye, the strength of my people the stench of the streets, the Hustle of the day to day Ross didn't know **** in Dade county Come here... To come here Hear and be touched by the cradle of a nation Listen to her tears, Let her Nurse and Strengthen and Discipline you Nurtured, Appreciated and slowly being disintegrated but the VERY people.. She cares for She's Burning Yet she Stands Yet she calls Arise, O compatriots Naija She waits
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Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 2:02 PM UTC
Naija
meki đoka popularan beše dok ne uze skulpture da kleše i tada se đoka rakije naloka pa s pajtašem na dobar dan to je njemu zamerila draga zaigrala kolo nasred raskrsnice u ponoći za meseca puna meki đoka posle kupi tovare sapuna i jednoga ata te joj dade samo da ode što dalje iz njegove bare gde pravi skulpture
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 8:57 PM UTC
meki đoka
The new 950-ton bridge would beat down time dashing to classes cheat ting vulnerability asper thick traffic       putting life at risk,       thus laudatory alternative        intending to offer Sweetwater       to last a lifetime would make fleet (installed at Florida International University,       with eager pedestrians ready to greet  crossing grand opening,       where local dignitaries didst meet       viz Miami-Dade County       Saturday (March eleventh 2018)  witnessing ghastly collapsed       Thursday (March fifteenth 2018)  afternoon onto Southwest Eighth Street.  An unknown number       of fatalities surmised,  while several others       were hospitalized.  Prior to groundbreaking       with placement guised of the attendant pomp       and circumstances exercised setting cornerstone,       the projected       general estimation apprised sans building costs totaled $14.2 million  and funded as part of a $19.4 million grant  from the US Department of Transportation.  The fact sheet boasted the sheer intensity  comparable to withstand strength of a  category 5 hurricane, and supposed to last  for more than 100 years.  Within the blink of an eye, no ifs ands,  nor abutments squared with ratiocination  earning civil engineers bragging rights,  which boastful, delightful, fanciful stead fastness touted thwarting titanic tenable  taxing shock waves.  Now only a scattered pile (formerly comp rising beams footings, and piers) of rein forced concrete capped with a bent ele ment defying hallelujahs, karaoke kudos, and bobble headed nods, now impish jinns keep leering, mocking, and naysaying to fading echoing reverberations leveled at the laughingstock of an architectural (duff) feat. Further scrutiny will attempt to cap chore structural weaknesses. Amidst snapped, crackled, and popped strewn cables entwined girders (whose premature destruction) will also warrant any arresting tell tale signs of unusual stress.
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
Collapsed Pedestrian Bridge
The new 950-ton bridge would beat down time dashing to classes cheat ting vulnerability asper thick traffic       putting life at risk,       thus laudatory alternative        intending to offer Sweetwater       to last a lifetime would make fleet (installed at Florida International University,       with eager pedestrians ready to greet  crossing grand opening,       where local dignitaries didst meet       viz Miami-Dade County       Saturday (March eleventh 2018)  witnessing ghastly collapsed       Thursday (March fifteenth 2018)  afternoon onto Southwest Eighth Street.  An unknown number       of fatalities surmised,  while several others       were hospitalized.  Prior to groundbreaking       with placement guised of the attendant pomp       and circumstances exercised setting cornerstone,       the projected       general estimation apprised sans building costs totaled $14.2 million  and funded as part of a $19.4 million grant  from the US Department of Transportation.  The fact sheet boasted the sheer intensity  comparable to withstand strength of a  category 5 hurricane, and supposed to last  for more than 100 years.  Within the blink of an eye, no ifs ands,  nor abutments squared with ratiocination  earning civil engineers bragging rights,  which boastful, delightful, fanciful stead fastness touted thwarting titanic tenable  taxing shock waves.  Now only a scattered pile (formerly comp rising beams footings, and piers) of rein forced concrete capped with a bent ele ment defying hallelujahs, karaoke kudos, and bobble headed nods, now impish jinns keep leering, mocking, and naysaying to fading echoing reverberations leveled at the laughingstock of an architectural (duff) feat. Further scrutiny will attempt to cap chore structural weaknesses. Amidst snapped, crackled, and popped strewn cables entwined girders (whose premature destruction) will also warrant any arresting tell tale signs of unusual stress.
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2/9/2015 "every unexpected change," the ******** continued to drip from her plum painted cupid's bow "is an opportunity for something great," topped it off with a terminal patient smile. I drew on the desk with a pen that didn't have a point. "No such thing as nice surprises," dragging it across the dade pine.
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
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Gedagtes wat eenvoudig lig lief is Kan helder maak Koppe wat te slim swaar donker deurmekaar raas Woorde wat moedig sag sappig is Kan heel maak Harte wat moedeloos af gebreek is blaas Dade wat beleefd groots gaaf gelukkig is Kan skeppend maak Hande wat hopeloos toegevou honger staan staak Drome wat goedhartig braaf kreatief is Kan hemels moontlik maak Oorkom toekoms wat donker verborge na vrees smaak
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Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 7:41 AM UTC
Die Toekoms