death is shaped like tears ~ may yours be as beautiful
i'm trying to be the new noir Nagel
said goodbye to an old beat up friend~ off to be replacement parts ~ while sitting in a field ~ out to pasture ~ never to be a vehicle again
the vans are hiding the salmon are running and summer is humming
our Momma duck laid her first egg . . . and pooped on it . . . me ? i'm going to buy an incubator and hatch me some baby ducklings
NE!L~
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