S O C K S

The fan is blowing on my left shoulder.
(Rrrrmmmmmmmmmm.........)
My left arm is getting cold.

A glImpse!

(Taius)

My feet are so warm....
This is why the fan is on, you see.

To please my goddess, Ochvozhni

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The weight of the underworld on my feet.

I must give in.

In The Water
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My shoulders hurt. I forgot sunscreen.

These waves are big.

Too big. I don't think I should ride these.

Though I will ride this next wave.

It was too big.

My swimsuit flew from my legs.

Though I am otherwise fine.

Where is my swimsuit?

There is a commotion to my left.

What is over there? Everyone is panicking.

Everyone is running out of the water. Why?

A shark.

I see the fin.

For a moment I forgot I was naked.

A shark.

I need to get out.

I found my swimsuit.

It is close to the menacing fin.

The fin is moving away.

I need to go get it.

I'm going to go get it.

The shark has turned

People are screaming at me to leave the water.

I need to get out.

I'm going to get out.

I made it out.

People are staring at me.

I'm embarrassed.

Karrie was born on April 8, 1915.

She then died that night.

Her mother went home to eat the rest of the bananas before they rotted.

They rotted.

Her father went home to finish a report on trending belt styles for his store.

He finished it.

Her parents woke up the next day and went to their jobs.

Paper or Bread? That is the question. Why choose paper when bread may be utilized is so many fashions and styles con mucha comida? Although, why ever choose bread when paper contains endless possibilities con muchos cosas interesantes? The bread is almost necessary, though paper is possibly more relevant. Is this even a difficult choice? You decide. Or not, though, what fun is that? Does this even allow comments?

The 'z' key is staring at me with her indignant eyes... It knows of my neglect and envies the 'a' and 's' keys directly above where she lies. I do what I can to kindly correspond, after all, she lies side by side with 'x', but they hardly bond... This should not lie on my shoulders, I did not construct the words of this language to construct these boulders, yet my conscience remains in smolders.

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