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Weights. A Poem
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Weights. A Poem You don't know The weight of my world And conversely I don't know The weight of yours So both of us Could use some Weightlifting exercises With a spotter present Just in case You know Safety first. Weights on paper Hold them in place So they don't fly away Weights work magic For bouys at sea. As they perform An important duty. Of marking space. Weights work miracles For hot air<b> balloons </font></b>And in truck beds Providing leverage. But by themselves And all alone Weights are lonely As they rarely get around Unless someone Is willing to lift them Finally one area Is now free. And exposed To the elements Let's hope It doesn't encounter Inclement weather Until it can find New protection. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely |
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It would be really nice... if we didn't worry about them at all... and just realized... The only thing they do - is weigh us down... with yesterdays... Pointless... yesterday's . Pointless... ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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... What if we could digitize them, and shrink them to a size more practical... And just keep them in our pockets - as a reminder - where they belong. Tiny reminders.. ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Feels like I've got weights made of lead, hanging round my head.
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Good morning that was really Cool!!!!
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