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Jesi Scott (Jesikay)
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To be is to care. To care is to do.
To be is to care. To care is to do.

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  I waited for you by our tree On the hill watching The sun set lighting the clouds on fire, One glorious explosion Before day yields to night And hides The tears on my face that fall When you don’t show, Or say goodbye.
At Sunset
At Sunset
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  When once again into this life comes someone who leads us into ourselves and exposes the truth we shun,   We have a tendency to run And hide, fearing we Aren’t good enough and deserve the mockery We know will come at our expense.   Until we dispense…
In the Mirror
In the Mirror
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It’s cicada season in my backyard, and pretty much everywhere I go. Not just cicadas but frogs too. During the day all I can hear is the whirring, rattling sound of tiny prop engines calling out to each other. At night its the chirruping of frogs in trees…
The Mating Game
The Mating Game
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  Recess (Going On Holiday) By Jesi Scott   “Come and play” the soft voice whispers in my ear, And I open my eyes to see who is there. “Come and play” it whispers again As I rub and stretch the sleep from my skin.   “It’s nice out here. Come and see.” But…
I Need A Vacation…
I Need A Vacation…
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In a few weeks Chez Lunatic will be moving into new digs. This means there is going to be a whirlwind of packing going on for the next few weeks, and I am NOT looking forward to it. Let me make this very clear. I love moving. I love being in a new place…
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Date: Today   My Darling Friend, I was reading a blog post today and something in it brought you so clearly to mind that I felt an overwhelming sense of urgency to connect with you. It’s been much too long a while since I’ve seen you or heard your voice…
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A few days ago I was talking with my second oldest son in the car and somehow the subject of empty promises came up. We were discussing how my generation was raised with parents from a completely different era and how their thought processes worked and…
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