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Enigma

so I, the riddle of my own confoundedness chewing life’s biscuit

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Bill Baker

Date: 12/2/2023 4:39:00 PM

Well stated in this quality Senryu, Clive. Have a great weekend. Bill

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 12/3/2023 1:37:00 AM

I really appreciate your time Bill, thanks

Mark Hughes

Date: 12/1/2023 10:05:00 AM

Brilliant Clive, a very meaningful insight into one's own existence!!

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 12/1/2023 10:38:00 AM

Thanks Mark, your thoughts are really appreciated

Ink Empress

Date: 11/30/2023 11:49:00 PM

“ Chewing life's biscuit” brilliant creative line really. Absolutely love this. I wonder what biscuit of life tastes like? Bittersweet? Salty? And the opening line is brilliant too. You do tell so much in few lines, which is clever as always. Pleasure reading

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 12/1/2023 3:50:00 AM

Bittersweet, that's good, thanks IE

Tom Woody

Date: 11/30/2023 1:17:00 PM

Would you care for a spot of tea to go with that?

Tom Woody
Date: 11/30/2023 2:52:00 PM

Well, I wasn't going to insult you with coffee

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 11/30/2023 2:32:00 PM

I'm English, tea and biscuits is practically law! Thanks for reading Tom