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They can be harbored, but few hold water. You can nurse them, but only by holding them against someone else. You can carry them, but not with your arms. You can bury them, but not in the earth.
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
John was going to a party and, as he approached, he could see in the windows that it was completely packed with people. He went inside only to discover that there wasnβt a single person inside
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble
What do angels sing in the shower?