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Thank you so much for the honor of group cover. I am delighted to have been chosen, it is a great honor and gift you have given me💖
I truly appreciate it so much, I am happy you liked the picture as well as the music💖
💖Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart💖
Huggies and
best regards
from ♡ ℓσяí ♡
Sofiya's awesome version: www.flickr.com/photos/sofiyaalgoma/13564454613/
Rich's stunning version: www.flickr.com/photos/75689201@N05/13542552655/
Credits @ myfunandinfo.blogspot.ru/2014/04/when-one-door-closes-ano...
Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,
No birth, identity, form--no object of the world.
Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;
Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.
Ample are time and space--ample the fields of Nature.
The body, sluggish, aged, cold--the embers left from earlier fires,
The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;
The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;
To frozen clods ever the spring's invisible law returns,
With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn.
Continuities by Walt Whitman
Thank you so much Mathias Laurent & Aleriah Laurent for inviting me to come to visit The Wooley Swamp. I wont come at night :-)
"The Legend Of Wooley Swamp"
Well, if you ever go back into Wooley Swamp, well, you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and things that fly
Things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay gets up and he walks around
But I couldn't believe it, (I) just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, (I) never would listen to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it, (I) just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world you just can't explain
The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp way back in Booger Woods
And he never did do a lot of harm in the world
He just never did do no good
People didn't think too much of him
They all thought he acted funny
The old man didn't care about people anyway
All he cared about was his money
He'd stuff it all down into Mason jars and bury it all around
But on certain nights if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the ground
Then he'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack
And he'd run his fingers through it
Yeah, Lucius Clay was a greedy old man
And that's all there ever was to it
But I couldn't believe it, (I) just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, (I) never would listen to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it, (I) just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world you just can't explain
The Cable boys were white trash, they lived over on Carver's Creek
They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when they'd speak
One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet me in the Wooley Swamp later
We'll take old Lucius' money and we'll feed him to the alligators
They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand
And thirteen rusty Mason jars he'd just dug up out of the sand
Then they all went crazy and they beat the old man
And they picked him up off the ground
Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed
As the black water sucked him down
And then they turned around and went back to the shack
And they picked up the money and ran
Hadn't gone nowhere when they realized
That they were running in quicksand
And they struggled and they screamed but they couldn't get away
And just before they went under
They could hear that old man laughing
In a voice as loud as thunder
Now that's been fifty years ago an' if you go by there yet
There's a spot in the yard in the back of that shack
Where the ground is always wet
And on certain nights if the moon is right
Down by that dark footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
And you can hear one old man laugh
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp, well, you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and things that fly
Things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay gets up and he walks around
But I couldn't believe it, (I) just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, (I) never would listen to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it, (I) just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world you just can't explain
Not usually a holidays person, but this year feels different. Also, I just noticed that I have over 500 followers now. Thanks for that!
Another screenshit of yours truly. I caught the typo when I was doing my bare minimum keywords, but I kinda vibe with it.
My beloved's dreamy version here: www.flickr.com/photos/sofiyaalgoma/13768935914/
Credits @ myfunandinfo.blogspot.ru/2014/04/town-of-cats.html?zx=36e...
Visit the beautiful group SL Art and you in a Flash ♥
💖 Thank you so much for the beautiful gift and honor of group cover and what a nice thing for me to wake up to, on this last day in 2020, you so spoil me, my beautiful Aziza. I am truly very happy to have the honor of covering your so beautiful group. Thank you so much for your always support and encouragement, It truly means a lot..I am delighted you liked it.
💖 Have a wonderful Last day in 2020 my dear beautiful friend.
I Want to wish you a Happy new year dear Aziza. May 2021 be a year filled with lots of joy, good health and happiness for all of us. 2020 has been a challange for us all.
💖Best wishes to you my dear friend,
💖stay safe and take good care.
💖 Best regards, lots of love & huge hugs💖
Yours always Lori
Shoes off, curling into a rug. All the while thinking about the next episode of Schitt's Creek I am going to watch.
I was randomly logged out of facebook today and saw this new login page. I think this is much much cleaner than their older ones It also feels more intuitively task oriented than before. the large empty margin on the bottom was a bit odd, and the buttons didn't render themed in camino, but all in all this is really nice in my opinion.
♫♪♩♬ I'll be fine by Molly Pettersson Hammar ♫♪♩♬
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Disclaimer: The scene shown has nothing to do with real life or secondlife events...it is just a picture taken without any other purpose but enjoying the fact of taking it...
Sometimes I like to dress like I am fancy even though I am more of a casual Friday girl all the time.