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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: From Muffin With Love
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Tuesday, July 29, 2008. From Muffin With Love. The cheap coffee made her choke a little on the first sip, but she forced herself to swallow. At least it was hot, caffeinated, and heading for her bloodstream. She quickly opened the door to snatch the paper from the porch before the chilly wind could leech the warmth from inside the apartment. Inside was a single sheet of paper, a letter in the same elegant script. Firstly, I ...
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: Rain: A snapshot of reunion.
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Tuesday, April 15, 2008. Rain: A snapshot of reunion. It was raining. Again. In Arizona, rain was rare, and she didn't believe in dreams anymore. Sarah walked out to the driveway, shoulders hunched against the cold wet spatter that still fell from the sky. She heard someone down the street belting out an off-key rendition of "Singin' in the Rain," and decided that they needed to be shot. But not by her. She was t...His vague...
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: Hold Me Close
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Monday, June 23, 2008. Winds blow strong and menacing. The earth shakes beneath my feet. My thoughts are scattered and wandering. I am about to concede defeat. Hold me close in your arms. Cradle my fragile heart in your hands. Close to you, I'm safe from harm. There's no better place in this No Man's Land. Hold me as I weep. Hold me till I'm strong. Hold me and keep me. I'll have to let go before long.
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: April 2008
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Monday, April 21, 2008. Given breath, given life,. Given sorrow, given strife,. Through work and life,. Is anything truly mine? Father's eyes, mother's chin,. Sister's laugh and brother's grin,. By blood and bone,. Is it even mine? My own mind, my own sin,. My own voice, and my own skin,. What good are they. When nothing's truly mine? Lessons learned and put to heart,. Even though it's torn apart,. These things are mine.
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: Wings
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Wednesday, September 2, 2009. Death flies on wings of moonlight,. Poisoning dreams in the course of its flight. Life comes on wings of the sun,. Bringing balance when the night is done. Dawn breaks on angels' wings,. Casting grace onto all living things. Dusk falls on ravens' wings,. Carrying a banner of fallen kings. Discord arrives on the wings of fancy,. Taking a risk on words that are chancy. Noon soars on eagles' wings,.
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Tuesday, March 2, 2010. I wasn’t fond of dreams, at least not usually. They were always full of inane nonsense. Usually it was something about being late to work, or I would dream that I had gotten up, brushed my teeth, showered, ate, and gone through my day before my alarm would sound and I would really wake up. 8220;Snyder, you’re gonna have to sign the warning.”. 8220;But I didn’t do anything wrong! Apparently, I also was...
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: Mine?
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Monday, April 21, 2008. Given breath, given life,. Given sorrow, given strife,. Through work and life,. Is anything truly mine? Father's eyes, mother's chin,. Sister's laugh and brother's grin,. By blood and bone,. Is it even mine? My own mind, my own sin,. My own voice, and my own skin,. What good are they. When nothing's truly mine? Lessons learned and put to heart,. Even though it's torn apart,. These things are mine.
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: September 2009
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Wednesday, September 2, 2009. Death flies on wings of moonlight,. Poisoning dreams in the course of its flight. Life comes on wings of the sun,. Bringing balance when the night is done. Dawn breaks on angels' wings,. Casting grace onto all living things. Dusk falls on ravens' wings,. Carrying a banner of fallen kings. Discord arrives on the wings of fancy,. Taking a risk on words that are chancy. Noon soars on eagles' wings,.
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: June 2008
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Monday, June 23, 2008. Winds blow strong and menacing. The earth shakes beneath my feet. My thoughts are scattered and wandering. I am about to concede defeat. Hold me close in your arms. Cradle my fragile heart in your hands. Close to you, I'm safe from harm. There's no better place in this No Man's Land. Hold me as I weep. Hold me till I'm strong. Hold me and keep me. I'll have to let go before long.
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Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student: July 2008
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THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES �. Simple Scribblings of a Sanguine Student. Tuesday, July 29, 2008. From Muffin With Love. The cheap coffee made her choke a little on the first sip, but she forced herself to swallow. At least it was hot, caffeinated, and heading for her bloodstream. She quickly opened the door to snatch the paper from the porch before the chilly wind could leech the warmth from inside the apartment. Inside was a single sheet of paper, a letter in the same elegant script. Firstly, I ...