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When everyone is, no one is.

Song of the desert.

Why are you reading this?

Spoken too infrequently so let's make it a public statement.

Now for something different. Lots of rhyme.

Blame this one on the muse.

It is the road that we are all traveling.

How hard it is to be totally forthright.

We lose something when we lose someone, but what and from where does it come?

This is what happens when thinking of one thing leads to another kind of thing.