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The Art of No

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  The Ayes Have It (But She Don't) Everybody knows the bill is dead Everybody knows the Senate’s red Everybody knows the deal is done The major parties had their fun The crossbench bargains were all just show The whips have cracked, the whistle’s blowed That’s how it goes And Hanson always votes no. Everybody knows the bells are ringing Everybody knows the mud they’re slinging Everybody knows the clerk can’t count With all the grievances they mount Everybody knows that the motion’s lost Everybody knows what the lobby cost The Ayes go high, the chamber’s low And Hanson always votes no. And everybody knows that it’s now or never Everybody knows that it’s gonna take forever Everybody knows that the act is rotten Old amendments best forgotten Everybody knows the tellers move With nothing left for them to prove The red room puts on quite a show But Hanson always votes no. Everybody knows the maiden speech The lessons that she tried to teach About the fish and about the chips And the tig...
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Unveiling the Secrets of the Night

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As the sun disappeared below the horizon, I strolled through a garden at night where the lines between reality and dreams were blurred. The moon, a quiet guardian above, bathed the garden in a gentle, silver light, transforming every leaf and petal into glistening jewels of the night.

I watched the night-blooming flowers unfurl their petals in a silent, secret dance. They appeared to have whispered conversations with the stars above, sharing secrets of the night that day-dwellers like myself were seldom privy to.

The air was filled with the symphony of insects and night birds, and their melody harmonized with the rustle of leaves in the gentle night breeze. I stopped by a pond, its surface a perfect reflection of the cosmos, with stars sparkling like diamonds scattered across its depth. The water rippled as night birds skimmed its surface, adding to the enchantment.

This garden at night was a different realm, a world where the boundaries of time and space seemed to dissolve. Here, I felt a connection to something greater, a profound understanding that the beauty of the night was a reminder of the endless wonders of our universe. It was a place where the mundane transformed into the magical, and for a moment, I, too, was part of this mystical symphony of the night.

In this enlightened realm, each element of the garden - the moon, the stars, the flowers, and even the night air - spoke a language of beauty and mystery. It was a phenomenon that transcended mere visual appeal, touching the soul with its serene, otherworldly grace.






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