And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.
But despite all his efforts, he could never get beyond those two stanzas — even though he had produced them with promising facility — as if his being contained only those two isolated drops of poetry, and once they had been squeezed out of them, nothing was left but the dry prose of a carnal temperament.
the blue sky n orby rainbow lights being beautiful
the eye of the cat - the earh eating machine munching away - the pathway to the ravine - the nasty doggy that live along there - the other thing that is NOT a doggy or a puss - jus sayin - some toyz at the playground which i may play on - maybe - and the ugly useless balloon I got from the kinder egg - :P easter bunny I take it bak - u suck :P