Finding wrong in one bucket full of right, net curtains parting all day and night, houses have become giant shining spotlights seaching for trouble, ''You walk up or down our street at the double.' Signs on lampposts ( Make sure your car is facing the correct way ) ''You can't park there mate not at this time of day'. Who says so? I say. ''Me mate,' he says, shoving his neighbourhood watch bage under my nose. ''And I'm head of the tenants,' oh a kind of public lieutenant. '' Yes you could say... Sign in to see full entry.
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Ladroar just loves a minute by minute take on life, it's ups and downs and round and rounds. Finding myself honest and caring, then in the next moment. Daring the change, my mind begins its games and I must pick up pen or brush, or I might loose my fleeting expression. My brain's rush of thoughts; with my heart I judge each colourful image, that is brought to my attention by my old friend Imagination. I hope you enjoy the work we intend sharing with you all, good luck ! Michael
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