What am I ?I am naught but soup to start, But after heated stress takes part, I slowly begin to form anew, A state most fair in shape and hue.What am I ?
Yet my form fair and bright, Is hidden from the sun's light, Till the day when wind and weather, Tear away both earth and heather.
Yet I appear just like a stone, Till I am cut, shaped and honed. Then I scintillate like a star, With a beauty none can mar.
What am I ?
Who are We ?Under the surface we spin and roll,Who are We ?
Carrying the life of our chosen hole.
As we approach the golden surface,
We rise and grow to find some purchase.
Yet we are blocked by our brothers before
Just as we block our brothers after
For even the seventh who rises the highest,
And grinds the rocks down to their finest.
Will always fall back, even he defeated,
With all his strength, gone, completed.
But while the wind still flows and ebbs,
We shall never truly ever be dead.
Who are we?
an easy riddleI am here in both good and bad, When times are happy or even sad.an easy riddle
If given up in times of strife, All will be lost, even your life.
But if boosted in times of trouble, nothing will turn your life to rubble.
For I was of Pandora's box, But the last out of its locks. Who am I?
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'Cause it feels like I've been here before, you're not my savior but I still don't go.
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I don\'t swim in your toilet so please don\'t pee in my pool ..
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Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...
-- (Terry Pratchett)
indeed it's a trying time to get things done. but it'll be over soon. hopefully, too, i'll have some new material and finish this piece off. i'm glad it's reached you in an interesting way
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Endless is my vow, under the azure sky, boundless autumn...
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Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...
-- (Terry Pratchett)
english is on friday
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Endless is my vow, under the azure sky, boundless autumn...
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Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...
-- (Terry Pratchett)
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Endless is my vow, under the azure sky, boundless autumn...
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Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...
-- (Terry Pratchett)
yeah, can't wait for this year to end!
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Endless is my vow, under the azure sky, boundless autumn...
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