Simply Six Minutes

We shared this room, thus the pink and blue bureau, an image certainly of the political correct fifties culture. Boys need blue and girls are pink. Probably that and the closeness of brother and sister at young ages is one of the reasons we now survive as adults. We ignored the labels and sought solace in our secret conversations, included our true feelings despite the outer garments we were forced to wear. We needed to fit in, at least that was the direction in which our parents guided us. Life happened and as teens we were of course separated in distance, but still we remained our best friend-tell-all status. It is sometimes sad to look back at these pictures of seeming equality, yet it was only a forced facade.

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Snake in the Grass

Shortly after being sworn in in 2021, the Democratic-controlled House stripped Greene of her committee assignments for a cornucopia of online and in-person comments that dabbled in degrees of conspiracy theories, anti-Semitism and other incendiary rhetoric that she has occasionally apologized for.

“I just wanted to come here today and say that I’m truly sorry for offending people with remarks about the Holocaust,” she said in June 2021 after comparing mask mandates in the House to the murder of more than 6 million Jews and other people who were killed by Nazi Germany. “There’s no comparison.”

Her social media posts before she entered Congress included language suggesting support for executing top Democrats, her personal Twitter account was suspended for violating COVID misinformation policies (and was recently reinstated after Elon Musk took over the company) and she was part of a group of Republican lawmakers that objected to the certification of the 2020 election.”

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Wordle

Jane saw the knight of her dreams, historic in his appearance, riding in from the south on the impressive steed, and all the ponies linked behind him, holding possessions that proved his success. He had led an expedition to the farthest tip of the land, a shortened peninsula that bordered the sea. His discovery found a multitude of fine wares, spices and silk. Jane was drawn to him like a magnet, and happiest in his charming company. Sir Luke would offer the treasures to her father as an example of worth for his daughter.

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Bob Dylan

‘Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I’ll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an’ blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin’ there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

Now there’s a wall between us, somethin’ there’s been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on an uneventful morn
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it’s doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

I’ve heard newborn babies wailin’ like a mournin’ dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

Well, I’m livin’ in a foreign country but I’m bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor’s edge, someday I’ll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm

Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Bob Dylan

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