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Ficus my bonsai

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She sat in one corner of the room, forlorn and aloof. Her bony branches,stuck out naked, a maze of unkempt forms and shapes. Her frame r...

Nature

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Its eight pm and I was dead bored. Flipping aimlessly through the slew of channels; How I met your mother....yawn, Monk - not again, Friend...

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In defence of dawn

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Dawn is the best time of the day to turn a fresh page; practise a hobby or two . Just having been rested the night before, the mind is the m...

In defence of dawn

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Dawn is the best time of the day to turn a fresh page; practise a hobby or two . Just having been rested the night before, the mind is the m...

Noise

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i often think there is too much noise in this world, noise which we could very well tone down , if not live totally without.Our senses are b...

a wish

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Far from the medley of humanity into that valley of peace where everlasting peace and happiness nestle among flowers of abundance and neithe...
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