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 I am just in AWE at all of your writings, thoughts and feelings. They all are so beautiful. Much love has been shared.
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I am the duck that quacks in the night....Oh dear, I seem to have read the wrong lines....lol Everything that makes the heart and soul of the person we care about unique is the fact that YOU ARE... Nice write (((LAMom))).   You are the lantern that beckons from shadow. You are the waves encouraging rafts to continue to land, if only to rest and regroup in the shallows. You are the eyes looking deeper than most well buckets dare to drop. You are the hand up when hearts are down. You are the faded one so your brilliance does not blind but heals and rejuvenates. Okay, kace, now play with who you are. I gave you male companionship. |
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I am just in AWE at all of your writings, thoughts and feelings. They all are so beautiful. Much love has been shared. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Beautiful one thank you for your kindness,, Please add a bit of who you are,,,
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I am the duck that quacks in the night....Oh dear, I seem to have read the wrong lines....lol Everything that makes the heart and soul of the person we care about unique is the fact that YOU ARE... Nice write (((LAMom))). You are the lantern that beckons from shadow. You are the waves encouraging rafts to continue to land, if only to rest and regroup in the shallows. You are the eyes looking deeper than most well buckets dare to drop. You are the hand up when hearts are down. You are the faded one so your brilliance does not blind but heals and rejuvenates. Okay, kace, now play with who you are. I gave you male companionship. Heyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa the boys are going to play 
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Denise, for it to be a continuance, I'm kinda tossing it around whether this or your Blessings poem is your best. Your just good all around with your wondering thoughts and ponderings. I love your beliefs. I love what you stand for. I love you for that matter. ((( Robert ))) Gentle, Kind and so awesome you are Hugs
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B-u---MP, yeah, you know who you are.........
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I am Quietly Anonymous
Motivated to see the Day through I live to breathe the Phenomena of Life I am ever evolving I am at Peace Body, Soul & Mind
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B-u---MP, yeah, you know who you are......... B-u---MP for the Bump,, I know who you are 
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I am fear
I am yearning I am hope I am burning I am sad I am crying I am living I am dying I am anxious I am nervous I am awkward I am lost I am quiet I am humble I am confusion I am I am full I am empty I am grief I am surrender I am action I am waiting I am wanting I am overwhelm I am chaos I am order I am thought I am emotion I am fraught I am devotion I am I am concern I am wonder I am awe I am real I am true I am human I am texture I am hue I am nature I am nurture I am past I am future I am sensing I am passion I am calm I am exposed I am I am I am just Artsy... |
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You'll never know what life may bring, it could be good or bad the one thing you should do is never live in the past. Life might bring you happiness and joy or life might bring you heartach and pain. One day you might be top of the world and the next never be the same. So don't plan your life to far ahead cause you might never get there just live your life day-by-day and live life the best way you can..
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Edited by
Cavatica
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Fri 11/14/08 07:45 AM
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I am light and dark
I am love and hate I am Satan and Goddess I am Sweetness and B*itch I am time and space Here nor there, hither and yon Ebb and flow,eclipsing all that is All that was and all that will be Twisted and insane Sane and secure, unsolvable puzzle A mystery wrapped in an enigma Just a girl,but a woman who roars Child,mother,niece, sister,aunt, girlfriend,friend Everything and nothing,and all the bits and pieces in between Artist,writer, musician,ponderer, wanderer Joy and pain,tears and laughter Cavatica, CCP....I simply am just Jenni Just a girl, nothing more nothing less |
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such wonderful adds artgurl and cavatica
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Edited by
LAMom
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Fri 11/14/08 09:06 AM
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((( Jenni & Sherrie )))
My Eyes heard a story My Heart cried in joy My Soul danced childlike in awe Bonds of Silence fill my Circle It’s your Strength and Understanding Which guides my path? Empowering me All is Possible So with a click of my heals A blink of the Eye Nods the Head (you know like Genie did ) Yes I believe I believe in you The Power of Family Phenomenal Phenomenal are we
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We are the crazy firelight that dances in the distance.
Always just beyond the next hill We are the mile markers that blur on the highway. When the radio can't blot out the silence. We are the punches thrown and punches received The tattered coat on a stick. Somewhere somewhere We are the voices real and imagined. A cacophony of vague recognitions that blend once again into night sounds We are the snap shots in left (in camera) |
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We are the crazy firelight that dances in the distance. Always just beyond the next hill We are the mile markers that blur on the highway. When the radio can't blot out the silence. We are the punches thrown and punches received The tattered coat on a stick. Somewhere somewhere We are the voices real and imagined. A cacophony of vague recognitions that blend once again into night sounds We are the snap shots in left (in camera) We are Yes What a wonderful add to the family and welcome to our home |
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We are the crazy firelight that dances in the distance. Always just beyond the next hill We are the mile markers that blur on the highway. When the radio can't blot out the silence. We are the punches thrown and punches received The tattered coat on a stick. Somewhere somewhere We are the voices real and imagined. A cacophony of vague recognitions that blend once again into night sounds We are the snap shots in left (in camera) We are Yes What a wonderful add to the family and welcome to our home Thanks Kindly! |
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We are the crazy firelight that dances in the distance. Always just beyond the next hill We are the mile markers that blur on the highway. When the radio can't blot out the silence. We are the punches thrown and punches received The tattered coat on a stick. Somewhere somewhere We are the voices real and imagined. A cacophony of vague recognitions that blend once again into night sounds We are the snap shots in left (in camera) |
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I want to be the Buddah.
Oh no...not the young, plodding, anxious Siddartha but the old one. the the fat one. The one with the infectious, knowing, Chesher Cat Smile. Mona Lisa's male counterpart. You know the one.... I want my corpulent belly rubbed, while surveying my world from some lush green hillside through half closed, heavily hooded eyes. Thats right! Live the dream baby! I want to smell the incense, hear the prayers and adoration of the multitude.I want to be pilgramiged. Wait!?....I want to be Marlin Brando |
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I want to be the Buddah. Oh no...not the young, plodding, anxious Siddartha but the old one. the the fat one. The one with the infectious, knowing, Chesher Cat Smile. Mona Lisa's male counterpart. You know the one.... I want my corpulent belly rubbed, while surveying my world from some lush green hillside through half closed, heavily hooded eyes. Thats right! Live the dream baby! I want to smell the incense, hear the prayers and adoration of the multitude.I want to be pilgramiged. Wait!?....I want to be Marlin Brando 
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I want to be the Buddah. Oh no...not the young, plodding, anxious Siddartha but the old one. the the fat one. The one with the infectious, knowing, Chesher Cat Smile. Mona Lisa's male counterpart. You know the one.... I want my corpulent belly rubbed, while surveying my world from some lush green hillside through half closed, heavily hooded eyes. Thats right! Live the dream baby! I want to smell the incense, hear the prayers and adoration of the multitude.I want to be pilgramiged. Wait!?....I want to be Marlin Brando It starts as one thing and evolves into something else. Oh! the whimsy! |
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