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Soft music plays.New wings flutter.One bright dream.Over the hills.Pure joy starts. Faraway lands wait.Light hearts lift.Into the blue.Every cloud shines.Snoop… READ MORE
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They say the bus is full,yet space behaves strangely around you—as if presence can be erasedwithout ever leaving a mark.… READ MORE
The Haunting Journey to Travellers Rest Roaring down the roads, speed taking hold,Balancing on two wheels, man and machine bold.In… READ MORE
Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be”
“I spent my youth chasing the future.
Now I sit with coffee and watch—
others run toward theirs.”“The young chase tomorrow with urgency; the old watch it arrive —
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
with patience.”