Days
When ice mountains are born
The coldest
Days that never felt at all
Days that never felt
The sun jumped to the ground
Even when it was hot
Days that never felt
The hours, days
The days that threw the dice and waited in the street
Frantically
Days that didn't sleep for
Nights that didn't give a single drop of blood
From the blue screen
The days passed quickly
Now that is slowly passing
The most beautiful
Days that you have forgotten
And will never come back...
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Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith6 days ago in Humor
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Sadly, that is the bitter truth. Loved this!