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Benji my little cousin made this painting. It is right up there with today’s art. In fact, I like it better.
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Jessica O’Bryan - Soprano

Jessica O’Bryan - Soprano
Benjamin Martin - Piano
Sunday October 29, 2006
Wesley College Chapel
St Kilda campus VIC
(Punt Road entrance )
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Kahlil Gibran

Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Today’s Italian Lesson

io amo (”I love”)
tu ami (”you love”)
lei,[lui] ama (”you (formal), [he,] she loves”)
noi amiamos (”we love”)
voi amate (”you (plural) love”)
loro amano (”they (male), they (female)
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Like most brides, Jael hopes for a loving marriage. But when Heber takes her home to his other women, her dreams crumble. The women warn Jael that to bear the sons Heber demands, she must risk shame, betrayal of her vows, even execution. But in this darkest moment, there sparks a flame-the young warrior [...]

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Even a clock that does not work is right twice a day
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Her little body

Her little body
Shivers in a chilly dream
As she sleep wonders
In the middle of the road
Jumping from the car
She falls from the clouds
Her inept Self
Respect spills along the gutter.
Disgusting eyes bark back at her.
She has lost her tiny feet
They are not on the ground.
She cannot find her shoes.
Soon her heart is locked away
her arms [...]

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un’altra casanova! La storia della mia vita.
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chopin

Heavy headed I drive
In the wrong direction
My swollen eyes
Fixed on the blurred windscreen wipers
That one-two, one-two
Beat.
Chopin hugs me
with arms tight around my neck
he soothes me
Like hot chocolate cake
Fresh from Sylvia’s oven.
My car moves towards the ocean
It is just after sunset
My world is burning above the ocean,
(And you said it was Venus)
oh fortunate waves
forever crashing and [...]

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