so i surrounded this little guy with three glue filled trays and he unsuccessfully leaped one. as he was singing his songs of sadness i had time to really observe him. throughout my observations i became closer to this little creature. when i say closer, i mean physically and mentally. his struggles continued and my conscience began to clear. i whispered loudly.."i have to let him go!" after i became victorious from the showdown of opinion between the opposite sex, i went out back to set my new friend free. i shot this photo thinking i would never see him again, only to find him two days later floating breathless in my pool. i guess my better half was right...he did try to come back.
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let your emotions be fuel to your flame being on fire will keep you awake if somebody yells out "hey, stop, drop, and roll!" say "that might save my skin, but it won't save my soul.
