Simply-Kayla
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You offer a silent cure to those who ponder unsure, Never biased in your reward. Your hidden treasures run deep so all of us can reap, Just waiting to be explored.You want to be found in a maze that goes round,And offer many paths to your center.Yet many of us continue to lose our focus,In…
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Per usual, my book selection was all over the place last year. I did manage to reach my goal of 30 books (specifically, 9,964 pages)- yay, me! I traversed through a fantasy world of mages, was taught life lessons by the Terminator, was awed by scientific discoveries, and endured the ramblings of an Octopus. It’s…
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Hush! No! Nay! Who says?!It was just the other day he held my hand to his heartTo feel his love for me beat without fears.Love, do you so quickly drop my hand and depart?And is that the dress she will wear?The one you are stitching now? Such beautiful lace, it would be so unfortunate to…
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Mila stepped over the crossing and into the woods. She walked until the path behind her was erased by the drooping willows and reaching ferns. Every step taking her farther away from the past. Anyone who ventured deep into these woods, were never found again. The townspeople chose to believe it was haunted by a…
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I read recently (as of this morning in fact) about the concept of eternal recurrence, the idea that we might be reliving the same moments over and over again due to the entropic nature of the universe. I’m sure you’d agree it is a profound and thought-provoking one – and perhaps a bit scary. It’s…
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Not even seated,Your final goodbyes start toDevour my heart. I knew it was bad when I broke down at my desk. I could feel my head swelling and the air getting thinner. I still tried to keep it together. I may have made it until he asked “How are you feeling?”. I was never a…
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It was at a concert when I thought of you. The man on stage screamed into the mic, as I sipped on my red wine that was served gracefully in a plastic cup. I nodded my head to the music as though I understood. But I was thinking of you and our last conversation – or…
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Why do you struggle to stifle your yawns? You’ll never stop the undulating waves- They’re inevitable as rising dawns. Take solace in the mysterious caves, Filled deep with treasures we can call our own. Go! Release life’s shackles that keep us slaves! Here, you are tasteless meat and brittle bones, Fast decaying into a walking…
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Quickly turning into my favorite Gilmore Girl. Read Review Below Rating: ★★★★ There are so many things I did not know about Kelly Bishop. For as long as I can remember, she has always been Lorelai’s Mom and that one Mom in Dirty Dancing. I picked up this audiobook on Spotify for another one…
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“Relaxing is for babies.” Read Review Below Rating: ★★★★ I’m behind in book reviews, so I’ll start with my most recent finish. I’m trying to be more consistent with my daily walks, which means I have to have purpose for those walks. Yes, as Arnold actually suggests in this book, I can use my walking…
