What a strength, she crashed the fence, I imagine that bittersweet in a fast motion. Now more serious, the offering resistance of the bittersweet to strong winds make that slowly happen.
Hey fellow bloggers.
It started out a little something like this. With the notion that I had something to get out. If we all just wrote a little something every day, perhaps our houses wouldn't have to be made of straw.
We all have incredible stories to tell.
Epics unbelievable to anyone but ourselves.
2 comments:
What a strength, she crashed the fence, I imagine that bittersweet in a fast motion.
Now more serious, the offering resistance of the bittersweet to strong winds make that slowly happen.
Thank you for explaining that to me. I always wondered how it happened.
:)
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