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James Robinson, Writing Captivating Content
Boredom kills. Let’s be riveting. Captivating content is the goal, but you’re missing either the time, ability, or inclination to write it yourself. That’s cool. Just hire me for your blog posts and web copy. I’m so passionate about crafting compelling content that I’ve made doing so my bread and butter. All work will be finished on time and on point, and I won’t stop until you’re head over heels with what I’m producing.
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wordsinocean | Just another WordPress.com site
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the secret to happiness is water
The secret to happiness is water. Saturday, April 30, 2016. Bingo walks to see the woman he has been fantasizing about for months and the results are better than expected. Bingo turned the end of the conversation with Fred over in his mind as he started his walk. 8220;It’s all about how you take the stage.”. 8220;No.”. 8220;Well I’m gone, I’ll let you know how it goes.”. 8220;You do that. Good chat. Thanks for dinner.”. Passing a petrol station made him feel like a fish in an aquarium with fluro gravel&#...
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Museum of Idiosyncrasy (18+)
Museum of Idiosyncrasy (18 ). Time in the silences between the rush and the has-been. I'll take you there. I'll be the warm hand in yours trying to show you the way. I am a string on which he keeps threading lovely beads. I will be a mile long before he is finished and I think I could keep going until I wrapped around the moon". Lee Tulloch, The Woman in the Lobby. And Tumblr Follower Counter.
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WOW! Words in Our World
Words in Our World. Words in Our World is a set of (100) word labels designed to provide. A print-rich environment that is the foundation of literacy. Available in classroom and home sets, these eco-friendly labels are available in English, Spanish, Chinese, French, German, Hebrew, Japanese, and. Also introduces a new line of specialty word cards to partner with our Home and School sets. It is a line of (56) common words found in the. Contact us for more information and samples!
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wordsinpaint
Cause i'm a slave to the sound. Stop All The Clocks. Like the flicker of a candle flame. The world spins madly on. Powered by LiveJournal.com. Jan 28th, 2015. Villagers - Nothing Arrived. Stealing a glance at her from across the table,. He discovered that her eyes were vacant,. Cupping within them a depthless pipe nightmare. The way a hungry child hugs a bowl of boiling gruel,. Balancing it the eternal journey home. Liquid eyes silenced by unspeakable storms of past weathers,. At their featureless depth.
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Words in Paper. Porque una Hoja con palabras, es un sueño que cumplir.
Words in Paper. Porque una Hoja con palabras, es un sueño que cumplir. Septiembre 13, 2010. Conversion se muda a mi otro blog! El nuevo, que es el que estoy atendiendo ahorita. Xq este ya lo he dejado abandonado! La historia la publicare desde el primer capitulo, y seguire, y seguire, pero prometo que tendra un final una vez que alcancemos esa parte! No los voy a dejar con la ganas. Les espero en "Dios! Agosto 09, 2010. Hola, de nuevo. Holaaaas, a todos mis seguidores! Les tengo una noticia:. Pero bueno,...
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Words in Place
Saturday, August 01, 2015. Silhouettes sway under a hunter’s moon. Crouching in muck, Dad whispers, “Humans, returning after 40 years.” I ask, “What do they want? 8221; He frowns. “Us.”. You Thought You Could Crush Her. Day lifts its tattered curtain; wind rips through wheat. Arms in air, nightgown clinging, she’s a dervish in the field, her rubied ax held high. Rest Stop on the I-10. Tuesday, July 21, 2015. Found in a virtual drawer: a poem from someone who doesn't poet. Ducks seam the pond, shaking the...