Each of us is given a finite amount of time on this planet of ours. We are dressed in flesh and bones – with a soul under its disguise. We begin this journey with a clean slate – strange voices tell us to walk, talk and to eat. As…
Showing posts with label February 04. Show all posts
Showing posts with label February 04. Show all posts
Thursday, February 04, 2016
Live, Live and Love
Originally posted on Works:
Each of us is given a finite amount of time on this planet of ours. We are dressed in flesh and bones – with a soul under its disguise. We begin this journey with a clean slate – strange voices tell us to walk, talk and to eat. As…
Each of us is given a finite amount of time on this planet of ours. We are dressed in flesh and bones – with a soul under its disguise. We begin this journey with a clean slate – strange voices tell us to walk, talk and to eat. As…
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2016 at 03:30PM,
February 04,
Freddy Zalta
A Piano an Old Man and a Song 4 U And Me
Originally posted on Works:
I walked into the ballroom – surrounded by tuxedos and long revealing gowns. An orchestra was playing a song from Our Town. People stood together, as if protected from their fate. I looked towards the door, but I knew it was too late. Too late to leave, too early to stay.…
I walked into the ballroom – surrounded by tuxedos and long revealing gowns. An orchestra was playing a song from Our Town. People stood together, as if protected from their fate. I looked towards the door, but I knew it was too late. Too late to leave, too early to stay.…
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2016 at 03:25PM,
February 04,
Freddy Zalta
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