Nerves unending, stop the blame, never let a plastic reflector bring you shame

marching forward the flag found the pole, it took a while but they were both made whole

restoration, manifestation
purification, they are all good

New plains. New lanes. New gains. New jeans. Even new Janes, some plane, part of the process

repeating a broken spell does not whiten a swans feathers, they are two different creatures living in completely two different weathers

one goes north, one goes south and east does meet the west

Laurel meets Hardy, it’s another fine mess

About Timothy S.

I am of lover of all. I love people. I believe everyone should be heard and I hope during that process that peace, love, encouragement, learning and growth are spread throughout society. I would much enjoy if you interact with my Journey so I can learn from you. Sign up for email updates when I post a new article.
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5 Responses to Anew

  1. Lindsey says:

    Was this written by a well known published writer or is it just my dad? Can’t seem to tell 🙂

  2. Argelio Bolanos says:

    Laurel and Hardy…I used to love their show. 🙂 Thanks, Tim!

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