Monthly Archives: November 1999

Stop

Posted on November 11, 1999 by chris

It was a beautiful fall evening in the small Midwestern city, and the wind blew just enough to rustle the browning leaves against each other in the trees, making the song that only they could make. Their numbers continued to … Continue reading →

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Relatively Speaking

Posted on November 11, 1999 by chris

It’s the worst I’ve ever been through,But I’m not through it yet.Though I feel the presence true, I see it as a threat.The road traveled by so few Is lost to new regret.I sense a feeling new,And all I do … Continue reading →

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Smile

Posted on November 11, 1999 by chris

Smile…and the whole worldsmiles with you. I’d love to love, but I’mnot sure; whocould deserve this love and still requite? Or accept the gift withoutkilling its light? Does such a marveltruly exist? Or should my desire beoutright dismissed? They say … Continue reading →

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The Coffee Tastes So Good

Posted on November 11, 1999 by chris

The major draw to such locale is to boost our lacking in morale. Inspiring truth and heartfelt prose, the brew is fresh and it surely shows us how to live and stay on the path, forsaking myths and “Godly” wrath. … Continue reading →

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