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December 13, 2007 1 Comment. Staring into my living space, so weak I appear. Of the human race, a well-established career;. I feel so out of place. I look back at the years, a memory trace of an old frontier. See the rough bumps, the crinkly pattern in an emerald green depression vase. In my changing face, I feel a new tear.
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The smells were so fragrant. The Robins nest fallen,. Her eggs just a shell. All that once frequented this secret. Are now laying littered and broken. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.
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January 9, 2013 by frommymusings2u. Intricacies of the Mind Mysterious. January 5, 2013 by frommymusings2u. Intricacies of the Mind Mysterious. Concentric motions of inhabited time. In the winds of wonderment. In the makings of the mind. What lies behind the seeing of the eyes. December 29, 2012 by frommymusings2u. As I paused to wonder, lo.
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Back to the matter in hand. 8216;These are the currents that chiselled the city,. That washed the clothes and turned the mills,. Where children drank and salmon swam. Forgotten, like the dead. Rising Damp, by U. Which I mentioned last year.
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Pooja Nansi is an educator and poet who believes in the power that speech and performance can lend to the written word.
People say im a dreamer but im not the only one. I dont think i have ever been this excited for the weekend! Im just soooo tired! I wake up at 6am. you dont know how tired i am from this week. i have lost around 5 hours of sleep from the past 5 days. when i got home yesterday i was so happy it was the weekend! I got in my parents bed and watched tv. i love my dog sooo much! 8221; and .