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Nailing the spec.

How on earth am I going to that. 
It must be possible if someone asks the question. 

Nailing that specification making the wild much of a muchness, is this squashing individually, this each deserves the same. 

I guess it works with conformity no one deserves better than I including the inevitable. 

But I cherish those who ponder and think of that spec as something more, a bit like Horton. 

For who on earth are they looking for, one breed, one line of blood, one to foretell, one to lead or conquer or create. 
Argument against fate. 
Blind believe that effort in. 
What cleverness will do. 

Nail that spec, for its self satisfaction that you can. 

For impossible things happen one apon a time. 

No hero was fit for that alta , or altra, nailing the spec is a fluke a magical embodiment of ordinary people who are a spec themselves. 

Preying that out there, their is  a comprehensive solution of finding ground to repair the earth and all she bear. 

That's my spec, watch me nail it. 
 

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Marion

Good write Liliana x

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The fish of the sea

How did I forget??? I did want to give this poem the time it deserves, so I`m back!!!

Argument against fate. 
Blind believe that effort in. 
What cleverness will do. 

There`s a ton of wordplay, but I thought better than to quote the whole work, just fantastic poetry.

Societies messed up am I right? It`s disturbing how no one sees the truth.

Loved your work as always. 

 

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Liliana of the ...

Hell yes it so is. 
So glad to know another that knows. 
Peace and happiness to you. 
 

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