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Sunshine, Easter Saturday.

Taking deep breaths. Grateful for bookstores and typewriters and

Friends. And a moment to myself

While the traffic streams by.

My family waits at home. Today will be a good day.

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Nasa, thank you again.

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my reason for being lies within a single square inch of velcro

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THANK YOU NASA. NASA HAS SAVED US ALL

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ythe two most important developments to ever eexist are velcro and straws.

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North america.

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LET BOBBY SING!

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God watch the child that ring that bell.. It may have one good ringggg left you never can tell. One watch by night, one watch by day.If you get confused listen to the MUSIC play.-Grateful Dead

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how many times can i start overlife is all invention. we really all the same?how can that be, when i alone have been so many people different one person to the next and one moment to the next and one heartbeat to the next..we are all here together...and yet changing on our own.how can we come to know each other if we never really learn to know ourselves

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The subconscouisiof Raleigh is one inspiration, creativity and aligning...Though not a native of this remarkable city, it has been a treat to be yes, to be, with its electic energy and unique diversity So, we must all be, sit in the energy that surrounds us...to drink in its marvelous taste and allow it to permeate our being...To let go of the here and now, the conscious, and be further swallowed by thatsubcoonscious. Thank you, Typewriter Project, for this opportunity to come intothis mindful meditation, and celebrate what the mind & body can create...Namaste,Your visiting friend from Lititz, Pa

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Do it for the culture DO IT FOR THE CULTURE.

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Here in Raleigh is where you are. When im in texas it seems so far but now we are together and that is grand youre the fairest lady in all the land!!

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If i am a bird...i am the bird flying far too close to the sun.if i am a bird...i will never sing in my cage. if i am a bird...

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though it may be hard to live selflessly in this selfish world, it is with A kind heart i spread my wings.

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today is easter. HE IS RISEN! the angel said to the angel said to the woman, "Do not be afraid, for the know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen,just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay." Matthew 28: 5

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WE always try to be perfect

WGHAT we don't realize

If we stop doing that

LLife as well might be a breeze

LIFE is now

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The lonely book

Once there was a book who sat

On a shekf of wooden slat

He was of paper and a

Page

A golden time, a lost age

Who reads me now, who picks me up?

Who loves me now? I give up!

I can't compete with technology

I feel trapped now, no longeer free

No purpose i serve, no usei have

None to give me a second look,

Cos i'm just a lonely book

A lonely book Life as we live it

From birth to death

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Words, words, words, it is really just words.We are all adrift in asea of words.

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The intent of the residential infill compatibility standards is to accommodate

And encourage compatible development in existing residential neighborhoods

While reinforcing the established chharacter of the neighborhood and mitigating

Adverse impacts on adjacent homes

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In his blue gardens men and women came and went like moths.

Like whispering the champagne aand the stars