Red Sunset

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Jack let his eyes wander across the horizon shimmering in the golden light of the setting sun. His hands were sweeping lovingly round the dark, smooth wood of the Pearls wheel. The steady sway of the ship made him feel calm and safe, and the sound of the gently clashing waves were like his sweet lullaby. Content with all this, his freedom and the several kegs of rum in the hold he thought:
Home, this is what home feels like. So finally, after years and years being a stranger in my own home-sea I have come home to what I love.
Moon Ornament

Men With Pretty HandsMen with pretty hands can walk like businessmen, knowing that they only lay fingers on silver doorknobs. Free from oil stains or metal gashes commonly acquired from broken cars, but men with smooth hands attain aerodynamics much needed to swiftly knot speckled ties. Men with flawless hands, With thin but powerful wrists, That snap ball point pens, and charmingly wave "Hello," take tax papers and pass them though sublime skin so that they don't seem so dreadful. But take a closer look the next time he reaches for a coffee mug at the shadMen With Pretty Hands
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Die Liebe ist ein wildes Tier
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what's a RocknRolla? We all like good life - money, drugs, sex game,glamour, fame. But a real RocknRolla wants the fucking lot.
"I think life changes every year. This is just a little more comfortable" Robert Downey Jr.
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Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.
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I hear it's amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hara-kiri Rock. I need scissors! 61!
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Mały powrót po wielkim niebycie ...
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Not Perfect, just Forgiven.
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..."So cold whats around; And your sweet warmth
Penetrating my skin; Holding my breath".....
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