&&. Where Does It Go?

Instead Of Basking In The Light Of My Recently Uptained A In English
I'm Still Suprised About, I Have Another Essay To Scrawl Up.
&&. With My Soon Departure To Iceland Tomorrow Night,
It's Gonna Be A Tricky Situation, Esp. With My Even Sooner Poetry Question
Due Up This Friday, Sometime While I'm Circling The Blue Lagoon.

A Recent Ruckus Conversation Of The Relationship Sort,
As Per Usually, Has Circled Around A Paticular Theme
So To Speak. Everyone Has Past Issues. Things That Haunt Us,
Whether It's An Embarrassing Moment That NOBODY Knows About,
Whether It's A Fear Of Those Emotions That NOBODY Knows About,
Or If Its Fear Of Words. Past Issues Have Provided Us For The Basis
Of The Ground We Lead Our Life Today && Although Talking Through
Problems Is A Good Starting Place, Is There A Point When You
Just Can't Talk Without Fear Of A Pandora's Box?
Although We Communicate, Is Their A Fear Of Communication?
Of Simple Words?

This Weeks Society Seems Very Much Persuasion Focused.
Our Powers Over People. That Whipped Factor That Although So
Many People Wish To Uptain I'd Run Away From. Having A''Whipped''Relationship
So To Speak Would Have Me Running For The Hills Rather Than Running
After Someone && Visa Versa. Experiences Have Thought Us Sympathy, Empathy
&& Labotomy.
We Can't Alter Our Way Of Life Without Past Problems Or Errors Showing Us
Our Mistakes. The Little Ways Of Living, The Little Feelings, That Little Song That
Made You Think Of A Little Time.
All In All.
We All Have A Past.
But Is It Merely A Case Of ''What Not To Do's'' For The Future?

Rant Over?
In The End, Is It Only The Little Things That Count?

DollyBird, Get Back To Work.
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