Dramatic undulations littered the moving landscape
Under the constant onslaught of sun and wind
Never the same from minute to minute
Entropy hard at work
Dramatic undulations littered the moving landscape
Under the constant onslaught of sun and wind
Never the same from minute to minute
Entropy hard at work
Well, she felt like she was just spinning in place
Her mind dizzy with the constant whirling of thoughts
Emanating from a Tasmanian Devil like cyclone
Every time she thought she had figured it out, doubt would roll over her again
Leaving her coasting along on thin tread
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Can’t believe she is sitting across from me
And the kids are nowhere in sight
Now in the flickering light
Dinner is slowly consumed
Listening to each other without the constant munchkin banter
Enjoying the birthday of his marriage
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Perhaps the usual suspects were sick of being usual
And that’s why they decided this time it was going to be their fault
Rather than letting the latest false accusation by the principal go by
As they piled penny after penny into the door jam
Determined to trap him and show how they felt under his constant persecution
Except he wasn’t there. The next day he gave them his two cents, with interest
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Abdi Mohammed
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