Tag Archives: Friday

FRIDAY ZUFRIEDEN

Friday and zufrieden. . . a very peaceful feeling. . . a moment sweet to cap in paix a warm and medium-eventful day. Perhaps a momento mucho bueno from right here this August night, to catch the shooting stars according … Continue reading

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FRIDAY. . . NOON TIME

Friday noon time. . . “my oh my!” day hump time “I am still here, but why?” day. . . so close to free,” “I taste it from my skull down to my thigh” day Impatiently, I sigh day. . … Continue reading

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THE FRIDAY WHY

Friday. The figure out why day. Relax, widen out your eye, let out a sigh, and let it be a wonderfully, joyfully high day. Your day and my day.

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THE NEW ROADS OF FRIDAY NIGHT

Friday night. . . sighting all new roads and byways, expanding mind that cuts new eyeways seen with brand new wonder-sight, scouting down the lines for the new footpaths I can start, to take me to the kind of time … Continue reading

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FRIDAY FEELING: WE ARE FREE

Friday feeling: whether frail or full of force, anything is possible– and we are free. . . it’s up to us. . . to delve into our guts, find what it is we really want, and point our compass hither. … Continue reading

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THE FRIDAY FREEING

Friday. . . free up your mind from all its inner obstacles, and chains of any kind. . . investigate new planes to see what new things +++++can slide right in +++++to light your body cells +++++and heady brains, +++++and … Continue reading

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OUR FRIDAY NIGHT

Pedaling to new heights. Smiling in as I begin my Friday night. May yours be what you want, in every little thing, and may that wished-on star deliver– I wish you may, wish you might have the further, future wish … Continue reading

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