Death has already defeated the living.
I’ve never heard a dead man say he wishes he could live a little…
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One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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I wonder if Lady Ga Ga will endorse President Ga Ga this time around?
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“How does the hell on earth feels like ?”
“Ask a caged Bird who already learnt flying”
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Some things can never be forgiven. Forgiving yourself for not forgiving, is enough forgiveness. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Some things can never be forgiven. Forgiving yourself for not forgiving, is enough forgiveness. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Witches were once burnt at the stake for being something other than who they truly were, at the hands of people, who were less than noble in mind and more sullied. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Witches were once burnt at the stake for being something other than who they truly were, at the hands of people, who were less than noble in mind and more sullied. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Tum hara kana kahani sunaey mohini ki Jo apsara Sagar manthan sey nikal kar aaye thi kuch pata nahi Bajan kirtan karti ho mohini vas like hipnotice if in that he created lady avtar then why you need other people he takes Shiv and brama or any Devi
Aghori mhabharamnad
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Phichali wali ramayan Mai vanar mere lanka thera door ram naam se kiye par abhi jananu na January June ley chaley patal.chopies
Aghori mhabharamnad
Jan janam
Feb javani
March Monday
April startday
May Monday
June Shani var
July holiday
August Muni eklavya vanvar
September month mouth shut
Otuber old
Navmber ready to pack Shani varkana
December cold death
Aghori mhabharamnad
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Call or tell me clearly that your family is ready for our marriage in society.18th of Jan 2024 in my village no problem for managing money just head gear please in trupti temple I don't want to be boald.so that you can't sit on my head please
With love
Jagdish bajantri
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The true warrior is not only ready to confront death. but any difficulty in life.
December 2023
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Determination is a propelling force that gets you going when others are dropping off. Little by little, an ant mounts a tree top. Slow and steady is it.
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Kabhi bhi Kisi nihatay par hamla NAHI karo jab agla ready ho asliha say lais ho phir us Kay Sath face to face laro,Zafar sala Peth pechay say bund mein danda Daina Galat.
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Love cradles Sorrow for a while, comforting it in its arms, stroking it like a pet to be controlled, adored and loved, until Love realises that Sorrow needs free range to express itself. Eventually like all wild things, Sorrow needs to be released, to be transformed into something higher and more hauntingly beautiful. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Love opens the door to and for Sorrow. The choice is Sorrow’s direction. Of course, interpretation is also poetically open, dear Poet. From observation, like Love, Sorrow adores company, like Love, Sorrow is not averse to sharing its cage with numbers of other Sorrows, all requiring to be fed, they eventually have their fill and leave, spreading their wings for Lighter realms.(Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Love invites Sorrow in, to feed its hunger, quench its thirst...Sorrow has been sorely deprived of succour and unconditional nurture in most states of distress, sadness, betrayal, rejection, hurt, loss, grief (are only but a few called by name)...when Sorrow is well fed, and transfiguring into its better, higher lighter form, the captive/s eventually are let loose - it is Sorrow's choice of course, whether Sorrow stays or goes. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Breakdancing is not for me,
I've already broke,
My hip and knee.
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Lady Godiva rides naked through the streets of the city on her horse for what for his people and look at you Zafar what have you done for us nothing you just sit idle and run sexy fake YouTube fahash channels isn't?
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Lady Godiva rode her horse naked through the market place of the town from one side to the other.
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Ready to rumble my people are not humble.
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"Can peace and tyranny coexist?
There comes a time to resist,
not peace at any cost.
For the oppressed, peace is already lost." from the poem "Peace" by Max Burchett
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One does not write about a whole lot of different things, subjects, without having done a whole lot of different things, subjects already and those made-up (Imagination, a soullful consort of the aritist) -- a lot I am not particularly prowd of...and a lot I am. It is a spicy mix that salts and peppers poetry of interest. Not a necessity, but far easier to write after one has actually done something.
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Musalmano ka bhai zafar bhai,
Qadyanio ka bhai zafar bhai,
Mirzayon ka bhai zafar bhai
Kafiron ka bhai zafar bhai,
Yazediyon ka bhai zafar bhai,
Sab ka bhai sab ka dost,
Yaron ka yaar zafar bhai ict.
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"I will never murder my little darlings. I shall put them on a pedestal and feed them LOVE." (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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"I will never murder my little darlings. I shall put them on a pedestal and feed them LOVE." (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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When you have the Secret Service watching you, you are already under house arrest. Because somebody is always watching somewhere. You really have no real freedom. You cannot even drive yourself to a corner store. Think about that. Hebert Logerie
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“To be ignorant of one's ignorance is a malady of the ignorant.”... By Emile Pinet
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Life and death. We are on loop. Many of us are surviving our own breech birth, after initial entry, in mysterious ways. Eventually, whatever the play or cost, light appears in one form or another. Much Love. Because Love is all that matters in this world for humanity to make Light, see Light. And that is what this world and humanity needs most. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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