For once I don’t want a steaming cup of coffee
and hear the clomp clomp of my boss’ high heels
for once in my life I want to be taken away
to the rivers and mountains on my four wheels
where the birds chirp all day long
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Nature’s Way
Upon a nice mid-spring day,
Let’s take a look at Nature’s way,
Breathe the scent of nice fresh air,
Feel the breeze within your hair.
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Dreams are illustrations… from the book your soul is writing about you
Dreams are a fascinating part of our lives. From the time we are children, we are told stories of how we can dream anything we want. We are encouraged to dream big and to follow our dreams. But what are dreams really? And what do they say about us? According to Sylvia Browne, “Dreams are illustrations… from the book your soul is writing about you.” This statement is both reassuring and thought-provoking. It suggests that our dreams are not random or meaningless, but rather are a reflection of our innermost thoughts, desires, and fears.
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When you finally go back to your old home, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed but your childhood.
When you finally go back to your old home, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed but your childhood.
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.
You can make anything by writing
You can make anything by writing
You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.
You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.
A New Hymn
Sing a song of men’s pyjamas,
Half-past-six has got a pair,
And he’s wearing them this evening,
And he’s looking such a dear.
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I Need To Be In Love
The hardest thing I’ve ever done
Is keep believing
There’s someone in this crazy world
For me
The way that people come and go
Through temporary lives
My chance could come and I might never know
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Funeral Blues
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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