This was an extraordinary question to be asked from a man who is in the final few days of his life. This is a question that has caused me to pause and reflect upon everything I know. 828 more words
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It’s Alimentary Dear Watson..
Sherlock woke with a small flutter deep within the darkness of his bowels.
This place of shadow and filth holds the real dirt of life. 270 more words
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Embracing Little Fear
Auntie…called out to her smallest of fears..come here dear..Let auntie see you, hold you close
she has big arms to embrace you sweet child. 174 more words
Game of Crones…
Well Played Again!
Every time she was about
to stop… this nonsense
she allowed herself to be pulled
back into a familiar undertow. 406 more words
Dreams From The Edge.
Lately Sarah has woken from sleep
with multiple dreams of falling.
Simple somersaults end going over the cliff.
A footing slipped and over the mountain one falls. 134 more words
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Finally, there was a moment of Ignition
when the flame caught on what the match
had in mind.
The source of energy sparkled with universal light… 69 more words
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There are some renovations going on upstairs.
Vibrations turn to sensations, of heat and cold
fullness and emptiness, of strong sharp and soft
Cranial pressures change with the push to rearrange. 95 more words
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