What keeps us coming back?
What makes us act a fool?
We throw caution to the wind.
This form of insanity.
We risk everything to attain it.
We lie, cheat and steal for it.
Grasping it is ecstasy.
Losing it is death.
It’s rare, yet common.
This precious jewel?
Love.
Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson
lovely and brilliant
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Thank you!
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Lovely…
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Thank you! 🙂
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Love… The only jewel needed ❤
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Agreed! 🙂
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And cake…mm mm cake.
Nice piece
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lol! Thanks Michael!
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This is very nice, Penny.
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Thank you Robbie!
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Very nice. And the same could be said for this foolhardy passion many of us have for writing!
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True! Thank you!
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