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html import

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Events

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2024-09-25 11:30:29

expired found date

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Open Graph

title

Walking, talking

description

'till we gain control again

image

site name

Walking, talking

author

updated

2026-03-04 16:00:23

raw text

Walking, talking | 'till we gain control again Walking, talking 'till we gain control again June 13, 2022 + You Are Here +   The image says it all. You’re on your own, no one is coming to save you. No Holy Man, no Hero. No Pleiadians from the stars. No one is coming to save you, you only have yourself. Your wits, your skills, perhaps a bit of luck that you’ve gained along the way. You have a choice at your ending, on your feet, or on your knees. Perhaps you’ve already made the choice, or accepted the choice taken from you. Leave a comment June 10, 2022 In the Llano Estacado         photo: unknown These dance hall girls, they’ll treat you kind, They’ll give you their bodies, but you’ll never touch their minds. They’ll fill you up with lipstick lies, Then they’ll put you down, son Don’t be surprised… I held her mountains, I kissed her plains. I held her sunshine, Lord then I drank her rains… Tom Russell, again…     It was some years ...

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