...Cocoon.
(silken and otherwise)
Silly goosewilly things that make days turn into osmotic nights and vice versa. For most part, this is balderdash that only makes sense to me. May those of you who tread past and understand not a thing, rest in peace.
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I've got Cuckoo written on my forehead. Is that good enough?
And yes, somebody's written it backwards! :-))
cocoon? eh...cocOon? hmmm...did you say cOcOon? CoCoon? COCooOoon??
I love cOcOons :-)
cocoons reminds me OF imminent change... yes when the black duckling emerges as the white swan {though there wasn't a cocoon there but still u get my drift}
cheers
z
otherwise? as if waiting to break free free into a new world :)
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