Let the poetry speak for itself. I am a young poet trying my place in this world through the poetry that has been shared on this blog. I write about my life experiences mostly.
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The wolves told her she was special and that no other person was graced with their presence. Her friends talked about creatures under their beds, though most of those were monsters and not friendly wolves. So, one day, she decided to ask her mother, since Mommies knew everything. 8220;Mommy, do you have wolves under your bed? 8220;Maybe your bears can play with my wolves! She never spoke of them again, to anyone.
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On January 6, 2009 by ekoeleven. Ingatan yang dah lemah di telan dek zaman, tok xsedar yang dia di tahun 2009. Zaman lampau di imbas kembali memori Jimmy Manis yang satu masa dulu gelaran TOK datang kembali. Entah betul di depan mata atau khayalan. xnak kami melayan takut lain pula cerita nya nnt. Sedutan dari jampi serapah orang dulu-dulu.
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Fables, fumbles and other literary hiccoughs. Thursday, June 22, 2006. Sing sweetly, sing sweetly, sing sweetly o little one the willowy trees whispered low over the newborn babe. Sing softly, sing still, sing for your king they crooned. Those trees beside the water, beneath the inky sky. They lifted their voices beneath the dancing stars; who winked and twinkled at the sleepy babe. Move often, move careful, move beyond what can be seen.