When I say the word 'trolls' I don't mean just the people in public who chuck bricks at windows. Also talking about the ones who do it when you turn around. They have a pencil sharpened that says 'empathetic oath' - it becomes a shiv if you catch them throwing rocks. Turns out sticks and stones absolutely will hurt you, if they're lies about you told to everyone else and they are ignorant enough to believe it. That fades, along with your responsibilities. Liberation through betrayal.
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No matter how one, slices, dices, spruces it up, puts lipstick on it, when it comes to writing poetry, AI is plagiarism...just like parts of this sentence.
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If you want your spouse or lover to stick to you, then lick them like the postage stamp. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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Parasite can best survive as disease. We, know it needs a host to survive. Be mindful of the acquaintances which survive as a parasite, coz they stick until one serve as a host. Be independent in the deeds. Be independent in the thoughts. Breathe free to grow healthy.
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“Of fear and pain and haunting Death- do cometh now and seeks his rest. I play my part and sign my role= away to Death and his old tricks. And watch the hours slowly tick.”
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I know God has no part in the lottery, but I buy a few tickets anyway, in case He wants to lend a hand.
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As night takes it tall the hours ticking by the emotions of the past keep on draining the tank till its on empty everything falls appart in to a million words nothing makes sense in the end it seems lost IN ALL KNOW THIS
You're still here the night might be dark but the sun will always rise in the morning and love is not a emotion its a action and play it cool the world is a nasty place but give it time
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We cannot stop times tick tock, but we can make time on earth rock.
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Piffle fills the stubborn brains of idiots. They prefer sticking to their creed rather than attest their pervasiveness.
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Rest now ye praying Mamas who can no longer discipline thy grown children; for thy God hath a big stick!
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Majestic heralds in form of misty fog silently convey the roar of yearning mountains.
The eternal silence of sea giggling n tickling the feet, display the clamor of a child. Dancing rainbows over restless waves invite for ballad.
Silently pouring rain wipes off the tears n fears, silent mentor calls on the terrace to show how quietly it washes off what's not desired.
Dense forests, gorgeous moon, twinkling stars......silence speaks
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The ticking clock of the New Year is a call to embrace mindfulness, to reassess priorities, and to steer our course towards goals that add depth, fulfillment, and purpose to our existence. ~ Aloo Denish Obiero
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The ticking clock of the New Year reminds us: time is not to be spent, but invested wisely in purpose and meaning. ~ Aloo Denish Obiero
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People are often saddened of how they do not get to live their lives as per their expectations; a checklist to be precise. I however go along with what life throws at me, then write them down in my list and then tick them off. Now that is life.
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I sense imminent danger even before they tickle my naiveness with sweet cunning. I avoid being friendly with any stranger I meet by weighting out the consequences.
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Know your mistakes.
Know your duties.
Adopt the technology.
Stick to origin.
Walk thru the crowd entangled n misdirected.... Observe n learn.
Treasure indomitable will.
Do things right.
Upon your win, every single wound will smile.
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Shrugged feelings are the hardest pains to live with. It won't just tick!
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Africans must expunge the western educatution, It has no bearing in our day to day lives in Africa and it is not the yardstick for excellence, The western educational system is devoid of cultural values and it is for the most part aimed at keeping you limited and boxed into a define form. it restrict the human mind which i cannot be confined. We have rich untapped Educational values .
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It is easy to born as a human, but to be a real human is hard. Be a real human again is much harder. It is not difficult to born in a blessed land, only if you stick your mouth and heart together at the right place always. - Buddhism quotes
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Though I like to write nonsense -- what the heck, a belly-laugh is always good-medicine -- but words with a little more meat on them, words that stick to the lining of a spirit, taking a bit more time to digest, I feel greatly honored when given even small part in their production.
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I find that the most intelligent folks don't apply commonsense but stick to unconventional rules.
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If you erect during adolescence, that's the standing of your stick,not erection for sex
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Zafar jay hun tun apnay Kisi fake number ton sada lottery ticket kadya Tay fair ASI tera wadda prize bond kad dawan gay!!
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Me nay kabhi bhi kisi ka dil nahi dukhaya.
Wo jo dus baran number me use karta hun.
Wo to me nay umray ka tickets bantnay kay liye rakhay hovay hain?
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Give not your love; give your time , because without your love your time is ticking
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The nature of Nature
is bitter survival,
from Winter’s bleak fury
till Spring’s brief revival.
The weak implore Fate;
bold men ravish, dishevel her ...
till both are cut down
by mere ticks of the Leveler.
('The Leveler' by Michael R. Burch; keywords/tags: time, nature, winter)
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Some won't like you because you're not part of their clique,
but as long as you stick with Jesus you'll remain in sync. - Jacob
In Sync - to be in perfect harmony regardless of what the circumstance is.
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Once when her kisses were fire incarnate
and left in their imprint bright lipstick, and flame,
when her breath rose and fell over smoldering dunes,
leaving me listlessly sighing her name ...
('Once' by Michael R. Burch)
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My God is a poet
singing me home
with their
genderless pronouns,
sticky love like blood
tar the tears in my eyes
the black heart is fixed on,
feeling the sum of the parts,
communion is served
best without -
heavy armour
worn gospels,
the insides torn,
turned out.
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My God is a poet
singing me home
with their
genderless pronouns,
sticky love like blood
tar the tears in my eyes
the black heart is fixed on,
feeling the sum of the parts,
communion is served
best without -
heavy armour
worn gospels,
the insides torn,
turned out.
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