The Morse Tapped Archives

Assemble the Taps:

.-.. .. ..-. . / .. -. / - .... . / .-.. .- --. / --- ..-. / - .... . / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. .
- .... . -.-. .-..-.-/ - . .-. / -.-. --- ...- . .-. / -... . .-.. - / --- -. / - .... . / --.. --- ...- ./
/.-. .. ...- . / - .... . / -- .- -.. - .-. .-.-.-/.-. . --.- ..- .. .-. .- / .. ... :-- / .... --- ..-.. .-
. ...- . -. / -.. --- -.-. .../ - --- /.-/... -- --- -.-- .-.-.-

Decoded Thoughts: Lucky is the life that escapes the loom of morse messages. Even more so, is the life that realizes slicing bread before a night out is optional, yet unusual.

Instead of complaints about proximity to Light House renovations, one wonders: Do cats prefer ilex leaves on nights of stars, or don't they even think about them?

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