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Circles...bending
altered perception
Circles...twisting
altering conception
Circles...mingling
co-inter-breeding
Circles...
Only circles...
forver,
misleading.

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Originally posted by ChessJester
Circles...bending
altered perception
Circles...twisting
altering conception
Circles...mingling
co-inter-breeding
Circles...
Only circles...
forver,
misleading.
Forver?

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Originally posted by sonhouse
Forver?
Who's that then?

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Originally posted by sonhouse
Forver?
you're being pernickety, it's poet's licence to spell things in weird fashion 🙂

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Forver is nothing but a consequence of the hasty transcription of ideas from my head to my keyboard.

It should be forever. Thanks for reading it though! 😀

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Originally posted by ChessJester
Forver is nothing but a consequence of the hasty transcription of ideas from my head to my keyboard.

It should be forever. Thanks for reading it though! 😀
There are times when one wants to say 'for ever' but are too scared to do so. Forver sounds a good let-out expression.

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Originally posted by Rene Pogel
There are times when one wants to say 'for ever' but are too scared to do so. Forver sounds a good let-out expression.
Like on the eve of destruction. or tis the night to be mary....

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Originally posted by ChessJester
Circles...bending
altered perception
Circles...twisting
altering conception
Circles...mingling
co-inter-breeding
Circles...
Only circles...
forver,
misleading.
Been toking the good stuff again, eh?

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Originally posted by LanndonKane
Been toking the good stuff again, eh?
... no comment 😵

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Originally posted by sonhouse
Like on the eve of destruction. or tis the night to be mary....
Welcome to the comfortable house of Rochester. . . Please take a glass and fill it as your pleasure dictates. Ten years on the precipice of pleasure would be a sin. . . .twenty. . . .thirty. . .Haaa.. . .

After five I have no memory or more to fill. . . All else before is lost to the tranquility of memory lost . Hedonism has no regard for retrospect or philosophical reflection.. .

Is your glass now full my friend? If so then step forth and indulge, play with us please do forward until dawn. . . . .