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The teddy bear
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The teddy bear |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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Love can seem distorted when distance mars the tone and this life of physical sings unaccompanied and yet in the knowing of true harmony a woman still can be in a state of need. There’s an everlasting need to uplift from ignorance the one who sleeps content on a bed of lies and to implant in a mind’s freedom to decide the wish to arrive at the door of happiness. But the teddy bear sings Jingle Bells all the live long day when pressed to so conform with outdated beliefs and this imperfection a discordant and harsh overthrow of dulcet tones emanating from the soul. I find my foot tapping though to this reality that repeats and repeats what it is I must receive but I plan to press the paws of that grizzly teddy bear hard and harder still when next the tone of soul demands to be heard above life’s cacophony. Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is to love a stuffed teddy bear programmed to repeat, repeat, and not move an inch from the comfort of a bed made to not ere satisfy! Helen / 19 December 2008 |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I find it so interesting the things that draw the subconscious into recognition, it seems that even aggravation can be so beautiful in it's own setting of familiarity. Excellent write! Eric |
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