For I can’t sleep
Your presence is near
Hard to breathe
The light is grey
A shade of pearl
And oyster sensations
Light and iridescent
Craving some darkness
Away from your harkens
And larrikins
And loudness of white noise
We’re little toys
For you to play with
Pull our strings
Promise of things
Will be better
I believed you
White knight
But I prefer the shade of blue
Not just a hue
Is it you
Dim the light let’s see your truth
larrikins>>?
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Jokers
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ok . nice
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Thanks. I hope your day is filled with much wonder today
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you as well. nobody wants to talk about it. it is life. and why cry cos i feel like singing. wander to be with fr bou mehri cos he s wind up tiiigght and a nice maronite. ha~
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Marionette? As in puppet?
How many of those do you have wound up?
Hehehe
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i get wound up yeah. as to a puppet, pope st son tom tries.
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john oliver made me laugh. i coughed i lost my mind. i need more alka seltzer.
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Magnesium ? John Oliver? I’m glad you’re laughing 😝
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me too itchy throat and dirty air.
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Yep same. Hay fever? Allergies to cats ? Heavy rainfalls and Yarra river high in pollution. Oh Melbourne you’ve failed me so…
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ohoh . post nasal drip. sinusitis. and the like.
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Antihistamines? Honey lemon and ginger root 😉
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ginger slings with pineapple hearts sprite and seven ups.
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Ahhh lemonade and ginger beer
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