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Good thoughts propel me.
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Things are not often as they seem.
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Waking up in the morning.
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lost in the maze of invisible waves
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A story of two loves, one hate and both forgiveness and acceptance of what things are.
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Do you think that you could lovea person that never knew you?a person that never heard youa person that never saw thelove shining in your eyes?that ut..
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The poem that comes to life,isa solemn slice of living;love, hate, depression,acts that need forgiving.To vent, to rage, to holler,spew out the torrid..
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Age creeps up slowly, then suddenly
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I am a cowboy of the modern west-drive a Honda. don't ride no horse-don't brand cattle, I'm retired-but I'm still alive, of course.I volunteer, for th..
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Choices to made in the concept of love are not always easy.
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