the taste of fear
put aside
in favor of adventure
thrill-seeking
with no thought of consequence
it was years of challenging the restrictions
of previous generations
not seeing the worth of bold gyrations
they were stuck, we were wild
the taste of fear
put aside
in favor of adventure
thrill-seeking
with no thought of consequence
it was years of challenging the restrictions
of previous generations
not seeing the worth of bold gyrations
they were stuck, we were wild
I Write Her 
Great piece and so true, we did know how to have fun indeed. Love, Joni
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Oh, yes! 🙂 ❤ Thanks, Joni!
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My pleasure Susi. ❤️
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drunk
so sunk
without caution
you re bare nude
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On occasion. LOL
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humanist bocks i would love to get drunk with you.
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Could be fun. What’s your favorite drink? Mine is whiskey. 🙂
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anything that makes me a real man .
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LOL
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rum
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I like Captain Morgan Spiced or the Reserve Stock is real smooth.
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sushi they go down dying is a flirt.
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Not sure I follow
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This one ranks right up there with the Night Kitchen!! Love this little poem highlighting the wild things that we used to be…
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Not sure what Night Kitchen is?
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Yeah … we were young, bold, and wild …
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Nice! They remind me a little bit of Matt Kearney.
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They are a Canadian group
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I like their sound. 🙂
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A favorite book for me and my boys.
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It was a wild book! 😉 Loved it when I was younger.
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Ah, those days were so different than now.
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Very! Fun times. 🙂
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👍
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