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Hitherto, haphazard colors knew no bounds -across the stark black and white pages, they painted with cheerful abandon; intense furrowed brows, hard at work -masterpieces bound for the refrigerator door or Dad’s office desk, free will proudly personified, before “inside the lines” was more readily celebrated along with faces colored in pinks and browns not blue and green – Grover and Kermit exempted. Praise dried up for sloppy work as quickly as an uncovered marker, until we learned to be more careful with both. Yet it was still impossible to return them to the box the same way they came out! So, all the dried up victims left in a box to go back where they came from -Haphazard Heaven I presume.

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Date: 11/1/2023 3:20:00 AM
always profound thoughts from you, and i've always enjoyed colouring 'outside the lines'..thank you for my recent placement in your contest, though i see the poem has now been removed by admin!
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Date: 10/30/2023 10:52:00 AM
Delightful use of remembered childhood beginnings. Growth isn't always how we perceive it. :o)
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Date: 10/30/2023 7:59:00 AM
An interesting one Craig with a lot we could consider about how people are shaped. I'm a conformist but without many rules or much discipline at all. So compliance rarely forced and I was welcome to debate judgements but have an inbuilt desire to do the right thing. Although I have a friend who had regimentation in everything she did and her actions constantly dictated by others and she's creative too.She lets her children use heavy machinery to make things though but I see all potential danger
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