She’s learning to change her mind. She’s putting all the old twisted thoughts behind her, and concentrating only on positive happy things. Like puppies. Who grow into barking dogs. What about daisies? Chains to tie you down. Rainbows. Which automatically mean rain. Babies. No, she doesn’t want to go there.
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Brilliant. Wish I had a mini story, but I don't tonight. I do, however, want to climb inside that fabulous tree
When Betty met Ernie, he vowed they'd live forever, unchanged by the passing of time. Betty got wrinkles and a muffin top like everyone else. Ernie just got more twisted. One day, she found his baby photos. He'd been a twig. With each turn of the world, he'd stood still.
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