We loved each other with the same desperation a junkie seeks his syringe: in the dead of night, in darkness, without shame.

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Dear Self,
The world is small, they say. I am but an ant in a jungle of bushes --- with eyes but couldn't see. Guided by the smell of faith, I followed the thread to nowhere. Where this heart would lead? I don't know... Pursuing the unknown, hoping this journey will end me where my soul can peacefully rest.
Yours,
Mixie21

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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER - DEDICATED TO Hayley June Brooks
"Wisdom is a river, flowing through the landscape of our thoughts, carving valleys of understanding and mountains of insight."

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You don see where Lion for dey hunt for ant and birds instead of big meats wey dey jungle, huh??

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Don't compete in life not because you ain't capable, life is not a circus but a journey. Competing is the jungle race for the animals not humans. Live your life with what you have without regret or comparison.

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i sigbed ut 1947 lotus laws § all of tem june 1st 47 the real ny 9//

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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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Arjun ka kisa khatam ho jata hai ram naam Satya jaab human boltey hai or chita ko Agni detey hai parivar angna ji ko sati dehan ki muskan ko Ram bol outey upne ko chatur bola satya hai ek hi saath hai woh satayam Shivam sundaram copies
Aghori mhabharamnad

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Bajarang Bali key putar ka naam Arjun hai biwi angana hai mhabhart hi jeena ki survat thi humans ki chopies Mai bhi varnit hai dropati ka jaab chir haran ho rha tha taab sab shant es liye thai koun ki koi yudha bhumi nahi thi.
Aghori mhabharamnad

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Tax why need tax beasts in jungle hunt and eat and dead.
Crocodile
Jagdish bajantri
Aghori mhabharamnad

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Behrae murder me gotay laganay walay tun kia janay nehar darya jungle ka sawad Pagal khanay.

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A jaya kar Meray Ghar,chal sair karye office,
Factory, nehar, darya, jungle, loramycin inj,
Kutay day putar, bay gairat, kanjar people.

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"Children are not sent to schools just only to get knowledge, but also to think themselves. For a good knowledge can be acquired through thinking of new sublimations, experimenting life's equations and exploration; —so as to arrive with the light of philosophy, self-awakening, realisation, actualisation, esteem and confidence and ignite fire on every junky view."

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"When you’re at the top, a lot of folks are gunning for you." from the short story "King of the Jungle" by Max Sebastian Burchett

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Niazi Zafar Bhai say maafi mang lay,
Jungli shair say dushmani nahi kartay.

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Nehar Darya Jungle Park ki sair karnay kay bahanay zafar supari killer injection lagwata

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I am lost in the jungle surrounded by beasts

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"A Treasure to one is Junk to another."

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"Keep your finger on the pulse of reality." /// 9 June 2023

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"Mosquitoes are like dandelions ... they thrive everywhere!" ... 1 June 2023 Emily xxx

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Pistachio trees are male and female - woah!
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6 June 2023

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Nehar Darya Jungle Picnic,
Is actually trap of injection.

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The tears of the King of the Jungle (Lion) can fix the forest to its normal position.

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The tears of the King of the Jungle (Lion) can fix the forest to its normal position.

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If a fire catches the jungle each animal should have to follow the root of lion and lion announce We have two ways one is simple and short
Another will be long and difficult ?

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Negativity is a dark cloud moving around the world like a hungry lion in a jungle full of sheep ready to feed; it only needs you to be wise enough in order to conquer

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We often think about the past, when nothing is enjoyable in the present.
June 2022.

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Logic are but emotions handled properly.
June 2022.

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Your tenure brief; then by July's first day /
like childhood and young love, you've flown away (from the poem "To a June Bug")

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