flipping over rocks
happily swimming around
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- gookygox
- But only in their dreams can men be truly free. Twas always thus, and always thus will be.
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- Iowan spring dayrolling fields, flower filled tree...
- cuddles from Nutmegsweet kitty, licking my woundst...
- my hero taught mepower of positive thoughtI love y...
- warm summer eveningsmake June full of adventurecha...
- a double majorreligion and theatreclosely related
- sprouts poke through the earthMay is the heart of ...
- trying out my handorigami and haikuconstantly lear...
- children in Aprilwith raincoat and umbrellaon thei...
- no doubt it's an artto catch the bus in the winter...
- the March lion roarsstorms turn to gentle showersl...
- gently curled petala droplet of dew slides downMot...
- February mornthe groundhog sees his shadowmore win...
- flipping over rockshappily swimming aroundmy littl...
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