When one is doing dishes,
and talking on the phone,
and cleaning the stove,
and then
closes the oven door
on ones' little pinky finger,
one does have to wonder,
just what the
*hey*
one is really doing?
"Love bears all things" Love is not a price you pay. Love is not a thing you make. Love is a life you lead. So, until the life I lead here is over, and my spirit is released into the wild blue sky, I count myself, Just Here For Now...
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