He kept an eye on himself. The sky kept an eye on him. Trust was in short supply.

He kept an eye on himself. The sky kept an eye on him. Trust was in short supply.
One was Weird. One was Wonderful. One was Random. Yet even their mother had trouble remembering which was which.
He walks the mountain at morn,
where paths have never grown.
And those who see him tell the tale
of a man not ever known.
Hungry for breakfast? Try our poppy seed muffins. Directly from the bakers at FOH Bakery.
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The masks were no longer a comfort.
The earworm was apparently fiddling with her brain.
A peacock greets the morning,
Though its feathers were a mess.
It would be “one of those days,”
With problems we will not address.
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Nobody knew what they were waiting for. Nobody wanted to ask.
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The Iris Stayed Awake
while the other flowers sleep.
She promised to meet the moon,
and that was one vow she would keep.
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Those that believed in Cob rose. Those that didn't were condemned to eternal popping.
They may have said it was science,
that it happens after rain,
but I have seen them in the sky,
weaving colours back again.
He was full of love. It had become a containment issue.
They were tired of the growing,
frustrated with the laws.
So they etched themselves in glass
and took off, just because.
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The cat was unimpressed,
The clutter unaddressed.
Yet in her eyes it glittered,
As her heart patter-pittered.
At the FOH library, we have the largest collection of botanical books anywhere in the ecosphere. Reading helps you grow.
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The rest of the meal didn't agree with the cauliflower.
Love has many branches, but only a few flower.
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Anger is the root of all architecture.
Angles, I mean angles.
She watched the tide come in,
Then watched it slip away.
Some things are only ours
Until they aren't one day.
If you don't eat your broccoli, it will eat you.