Spots of Time There are in our existence spots of timethat with distinct ore eminence retainthoughts of virtue
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Treading the less traveled paths, freeing the shackles and binds, Striving to free the soul, in the span of this lifetime. My words in a flow. My pieces in a whole. That has me in its hold. To fill the void inside. And find myself a home. If they do, always in staggered form. Let the flow take me to places.
Life, Mind, and Emotion. I wish to slip away all from my life, all that I have known of it. To hide, in the comfort of darkness. To leave and depart, away from friends, family and mindless acquaintances. Live a life alone among strangers. Maybe in the echoing mountains. Nothing we build, we create, is beautiful. Love is fickle, the charm of its true melody is lost amongs.
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Viernes, 30 de diciembre de 2011. 161;Estoy muerta de amor señor! No lo sabe ni el pulso de mi pierna. Ni el eco de mi voz. Ni lo sabe la luna que esta interna en el jardin de amor y caldura. 161;Estoy muerta de amor señor! Como una rosa tierna. Como una gacela en la llanura. Como un agua redonda en al cisterna. O un perro de amarilla dentura. 161;Muerta de amor señor! Y es corpus cristi. Y he paseado mi cadaver de amor iluminado. La gente sin asombro me ha mirado.
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Tuesday, January 31, 2012. Our youngest is already 3 and will be in school in no time! Then what will I do? I am ready for more children and there are so many children in this world that need a home. Adoption seems like a pretty logical choice for us , right? Thanks again to all of you who have helped us so far.