Remains

She wished she were thinner
But after a meagre dinner
She looked into the tin
And felt like winner

Just stale rema… https://t.co/4vx4sLc09H

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A quick lesson
In tea reading
Peer into remains
And whatever you think you see
I now predict
You'll very shortly, need a pee

The remains of the day glow like embers in the hearth of the evening. Waiting to be reignited in our dreams and nightmares.
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Paul Simon wrote Bookends in 1968. A photograph preserved his memories. Now, a handful of bits and bytes would be all that remains
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It remains to be seen whether today will be colder than yesterday. Taking no chances, Bill dons his Arctic clothing to go shopping #130story

After a grand night's sleep of 17 minutes, I look like human remains, cannot spell and am not entirely sure of my o… https://t.co/hHazZO1jCV

She wished she were thinner
But after a meagre dinner
She looked into the tin
And felt like a winner

Just stale re… https://t.co/urGEmgpKqh