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defying accountability master of centrifugal illusion we question where would we go when all is lost. Answers have not changed as time spins youth to age spring to fall rain to drought returning to one as it sounds echo. SadieLu 3/8/2010 |
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Always wonderful to read your poems Sadie..
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I DON'T KNOW??
Half the worlds already lost and I wish THEY would all go there to where they can all bother each other,,,forever,,,lol When I get lost,,,,,,,,,,,,,,I will have to find a NEW JOB,, Truly I am never lost, just for that moment miss-lead,wink.... BEAUTIFUL RIGHT SADDIE......and good seeing ya.. |
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nicely done...
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Missing you, hope your writting is going well. |
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