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 Web Market › Re: The Domainkingng Thread by martisons: 4:45pm On Aug 18, 2016 |
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| Web Market › Re: The Domainkingng Thread by martisons: 4:43pm On Aug 18, 2016 |
DomainKing, Please I need to know if any first year discounts still exist on .com domains.Thanks. 1 Like |
| Literature › Nostalgia by martisons(op): 10:41pm On Aug 09, 2016 |
We miss the days when life was fun When we ran like deers Prancing across the overgrown grassland Playing hide and seek Thoughts only for the moment Joy overflowing Socks in patches of brown We miss the days of yore When our future was a mystery Not even known or considered When hormones were non existent Restraint redundant We miss the days When we didn't have to plan When mothers tucked us in The day spent of energy Eyes heavy from slumber Now all we do is ponder About the future but sometimes We wonder about the past 'Tis a satire so named The futility of advancement A truth left untold A melody yet unsung So, today I speak the truth I miss the days of yore Before the rat race began Before the rainstorm of denial I miss the days when life was fun Our socks in patches of brown
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| Literature › Nostalgia by martisons(op): 9:11pm On Aug 09, 2016 |
We miss the days when life was fun When we ran like deers Prancing across the overgrown grassland Playing hide and seek Thoughts only for the moment Joy overflowing Socks in patches of brown We miss the days of yore When our future was a mystery Not even known or considered When hormones were non existent Restraint redundant We miss the days When we didn't have to plan When mothers tucked us in The day spent of energy Eyes heavy from slumber Now all we do is ponder About the future but sometimes We wonder about the past 'Tis a satire so named The futility of advancement A truth left untold A melody yet unsung So, today I speak the truth I miss the days of yore Before the rat race began Before the rainstorm of denial I miss the days when life was fun Our socks in patches of brown
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| Literature › Nostalgia by martisons(op): 9:04pm On Aug 09, 2016 |
We miss the days when life was fun When we ran like deers Prancing across the overgrown grassland Playing hide and seek Thoughts only for the moment Joy overflowing Socks in patches of brown We miss the days of yore When our future was a mystery Not even known or considered When hormones were non existent Restraint redundant We miss the days When we didn't have to plan When mothers tucked us in The day spent of energy Eyes heavy from slumber Now all we do is ponder About the future but sometimes We wonder about the past 'Tis a satire so named The futility of advancement A truth left untold A melody yet unsung So, today I speak the truth I miss the days of yore Before the rat race began Before the rainstorm of denial I miss the days when life was fun Our socks in patches of brown
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