No Riddles Here

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49 thoughts on “No Riddles Here”

  1. I love maps and using compasses to find my way to a destination somewhere near the edge. Near the edge where old salts used to fall off the Earth.

    Have a great future Magaly I am trying to get back my swing instead of always taking the walk.

  2. Probably one of the best love poems I’ve read in the last few decades, (and with Shay around, you have some hot competition. ;_) ) I love the structure, which is like well-balanced architecture, making something unique and beautiful in ways that are immediately visible, yet showing nothing of the work it hangs from. Thanks so much for this, and for all your stellar 55’s this year, Magaly, and may this coming year take us all to a better, more kickass place.

  3. This is such a wonderful call for love… especially love the call for reciprocity… there has to be a giving from both… love it, and a happy new year.

  4. Living for the moment – excellent!
    But you’re right about the wanting and needing. Nothing worse than a heart broken if fuelled only with hope. (A map is a wise wise thing.)
    Have the yummiest New Year imaginable Magaly – or else! :o]
    Anna :o]

  5. Here’s a formula for the necessary falling in love again and again–sort of like “50 First Dates” but Better, Better. Happy New Year!

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