"When we are young, familiarity breeds contempt,
When we grow older, we often beat a path to it."
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"When we are young, familiarity breeds contempt. When we grow older, we often beat a path to it."
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"When we are young, familiarity breeds contempt; when we grow older, we often beat the path to it."
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LOVE:
Love is like a gentle whisper that
lingers on the edge of a cool breeze,
then unexpectedly, it touches you
and slowly caresses its way through
to the depths of your heart and slips
right into your Soul.
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"Sea breeze. Vision newly sprung with it’s calm, and tranquil weave of seductive fragrance and sound, flirting with heart and mind."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff
"The melody of the wind through trees is nature's symphony, a timeless composition of rustling leaves and whispering breezes."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff
"The melody of the wind through trees is nature's symphony, a timeless composition of rustling leaves and whispering breezes."
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Knowledge breeds power and facts... Truth the very mediocre becomes a prey to a evil holder.
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Sailing over the most gracious silver moon immersed into stelliferous seiche waves. Happy oysters gaze through sparkling pearls. The silence, the breeze bestows content and delight. solitude frolicking with lavender sillage through the smiling night!
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Rigidity invites vulnerability; flexibility breeds adaptability. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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Words whisper o’er the breeze, they whisper when you read, they whisper to the heart when lovers are apart, but whispers say it all when one says nothing at all.
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Gratitude warms the soul and brings a fresh and positive breeze over any challenge.
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"The soft green grass and a cool breeze is a perfect nap place on a summer's day."
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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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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.
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It is okay to FEEL unprecedented, You are a rare breed ANYWAY.
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My wife makes angels of various materials. We have a house-full: such a loving breeze when exercising their wings in holy unison.
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There are having flowers in Spring, breezes in Summer, moon in Autumn, snows in Winter. If there is nothing worrying over you, it will be the best seasons at all times.
- Buddhism quotes
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Read more breed gore.
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It's easy to breathe with a breeze in your face.
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"Happiness grows with grace as you flow free with the freshness of the breeze"
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I am all for cremation. Love it (the idea of it all)...cremation it is! ashes released to a breeze (not interred into some cavity of a wall, like a nagging, painful, loose filling); ashes released into a breeze, balmy, or freezing full of life, that carries it into the nostrils and bodies of the gorgeously unsuspecting, eventually infecting their minds in ways they are totally unaware of, yet magic still remains.
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The spring breeze knows partings are bitter;
The willow twig knows it will never be green again.
('Lines from Laolao Ting Pavilion' by Li Bai, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch)
Keywords/Tags: spring, green, part, parting, partings, tree, twig
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Brief autumn breeze ...
she always wanted to pluck
the reddest roses
—Issa, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
This is a haiku Issa wrote after the death of his daughter Sato with the note: “Sato, girl, 35th day, at the grave.”
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Limitation does not breed weakness, it breeds strength because you find out ways in your boundaries how to go beyond them....
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~ Bygone breaths we’ve granted deaths - lost to windblown sorrows - are borne upon a breezy dawn that sighs of sweet tomorrows ~
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Illusion breeds confusion and puts perception into question. Reason A. Poteet
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Hearts made fragile may break, the many pieces born away on a desert breeze., though never turn to dust.
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Para não confundir; Hoje criei Sábado diferente e igual!
Hoje como sempre, mais uma vez no sábado, pintei gestos de criança com as novas cores da beleza e do cuidado.
Hoje como sempre, mais uma vez.
Neste sábado, pintei com os novos hits sombreei e iluminei, criei brilhos inigualáveis.
Hoje para você, criei um sábado.
No sábado, pintei um porto seguro Pintei a independência Sonhada há um tempo... Pintei a minha espera por você.
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the top level wealthy increasingly greedy
still the bottom level get gifted basic needing
so comfortable their overbreeding
more they need put hands out
but if not filled instant grieving
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