Feel the punishment, can't commit the sin

Sticks and stones may break my bones,

Psalm 8: 3,4

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Dickinson

Successful leadership, is to do no harm.

Nature’s first green is gold, 
Her hardest hue to hold.
 Her early leaf’s a flower;
 But only so an hour.


Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief, 
So dawn goes down to day.
 Nothing gold can stay.

A Texas Sunday Evening

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Dusty men stand, Arms crossed or Spread In dad-shorts.

You can make water go up hill. But rain falls all by itself.

The Mad Hatter: “Have I gone mad?”

I have died a thousand deaths today