Topic: Is She Fact or Fiction? | |
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How beautiful....and sad at the same time....
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Edited by
Sojourning_Soul
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Sun 02/22/09 07:08 AM
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Now it's my turn......
The heart untouched by this wizard of word can only be on display somewhere, preserved in fluids, with a plaque below that reads "ABNORMAL". I take stride in my life bringing me to the place where I am today, with tomorrow being yet another adventure. In those tomorrows I know there will be realities of thoughts today. I have been promised an autograph by a great writer and poet, and know that day soon approaches. It is inevitable. I love the fantasy, the illusions the mind can conjure up when thinking. With every written word this wizard can invoke within men the dreams of delight or the sadness of suffering. With artistic wizardry she gathers hearts and minds, dispensing dreams, and I for one am captivated and thankful, fortunate enough to call her "friend". This is a heart that can't be captured, only won. Simple words alone, this heart, won't win. Words she owns, and places them masterfully about the table she spreads, inviting all to sit and sate their hungers. This is the treasure and curse of this wizard......... It must always be shared, it can never be owned. Its value is far too great! you Alicia.... may your magic never fade |
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"Now, I just want off
So I can stand Quietly still ...." Beautiful Wizzy! Stillness...the gateway to all personal Truth and rebirth. |
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How beautiful....and sad at the same time.... Thank you so much Puffins~ |
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Now it's my turn...... The heart untouched by this wizard of word can only be on display somewhere, preserved in fluids, with a plaque below that reads "ABNORMAL". I take stride in my life bringing me to the place where I am today, with tomorrow being yet another adventure. In those tomorrows I know there will be realities of thoughts today. I have been promised an autograph by a great writer and poet, and know that day soon approaches. It is inevitable. I love the fantasy, the illusions the mind can conjure up when thinking. With every written word this wizard can invoke within men the dreams of delight or the sadness of suffering. With artistic wizardry she gathers hearts and minds, dispensing dreams, and I for one am captivated and thankful, fortunate enough to call her "friend". This is a heart that can't be captured, only won. Simple words alone, this heart, won't win. Words she owns, and places them masterfully about the table she spreads, inviting all to sit and sate their hungers. This is the treasure and curse of this wizard......... It must always be shared, it can never be owned. Its value is far too great! you Alicia.... may your magic never fade Oh my friend, you always leave me speechless...and that's not easy to do. *smile* And you shall have the first autograph~ |
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"Now, I just want off So I can stand Quietly still ...." Beautiful Wizzy! Stillness...the gateway to all personal Truth and rebirth. Oh, Angelface....stillness....so close yet so far away.... |
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