Nothing Rhymes With Orange

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Mar
10

One Syllable at a Time

Posted by 8-16-08

It’s true I had a dream once; it included money - and a bit of fame. I rarely dream these days, but that’s what happens you don’t have time to sleep.  

There’s a monotony that looms on the horizon.  Can you feel it coming?  It’s banality threatens my existence.  I’ve always known I had to fight it.  Recently I’ve rediscovered how.

It’s time to make a stand.  Inch by precious inch, I’ll navigate this path.  I’ll fight back the hands of fate - one syllable at a time.

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