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  • Опубліковано 17 вер 2024

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  • @MudderToad
    @MudderToad 22 дні тому

    That mixed berry pastry looks delicious. Nom nom nom!

  • @ninjetti9898
    @ninjetti9898 20 днів тому

    Thank you for sharing your U.S.A adventures with us 🙂

  • @stich21
    @stich21 22 дні тому

    those berries look delicious.

  • @en3r6yfl0w9
    @en3r6yfl0w9 22 дні тому +1

    Love your video, Your are soo pretty!!
    Where did you get your havaianas! I love the pink ones you have!!

    • @mysolojourneys
      @mysolojourneys  22 дні тому +1

      Tysm! ❤ The shoes were from a hotel in vegas but online I think there called slim glitter iridescent and in the shade pink lemonade 🫶🫶

    • @en3r6yfl0w9
      @en3r6yfl0w9 22 дні тому +1

      @@mysolojourneys Your the best 🥰 thank you so much gorgeous!! ❤

  • @WilliamCooper-l6f
    @WilliamCooper-l6f 20 днів тому

    Enjoy the poem and be inspired.
    Battle The Beast
    The night came quicker than usual, as it caught me by surprise
    Before I found some shelter, the darkness dimmed my eyes
    My panicked heart was racing, my legs instinctively took flight
    I aimlessly ran in circles, in the horror of blackest night
    In the distance I could hear it, the sound of a terrible beast
    I could hear its claws scratching, I could see the flash of its teeth
    There was no way to outrun it, for it traveled on all fours
    So, faced with just one prospect, I turned and faced the noise
    The blade I held, had a faint sparkle illumined by distant stars
    The beast knew I would use it, as it stalked me from afar
    My wait drug on for an eternity, as I firmly stood my ground
    But soon it would be over, for I heard approaching sounds
    Throughout my life, I purposely planned, to never travel at night
    It was the only way to miss the beast and avoid a deadly fight
    Yet, life has a sense of justice, not willing to let me cheat those plans
    From facing the beast who stalks me, from facing what haunts a man
    A silhouette sprang out of the blackness, striking hard the first blow
    I vollied back with the tip of my blade, causing the beast to moan
    Collapsing together, mortally wounded, the dawn began to break
    I saw the beast that had attacked me, it was myself, in whom I faced
    Battle The Beast
    By William Cooper
    From the book, Coop's Corner Collection Inspirational Stories and Poems
    Check out the first poem, (Lisa Moo Moo Marie) turned into a country song.

  • @randomquestions7741
    @randomquestions7741 21 день тому

    I love both UK and America, what about you?