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Time is a friend of mine,She is patient with me.She tells me not to rush.But to take a deep breathAnd find my center.The future will unfold,Clarity wi..
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"To Carlos~"
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"Your gavel pounded it’s depression
deep into the recesses of my soul."
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My son, once again, is not taking care of his diabetes (type 1) and is very sick. He is 22 and in denial.
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wrote this in 2009.
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new to new friends, old to old.
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(a repost.) I took a poetry class a couple of years ago and had to write a ballad for the first time.
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Roll the stone up the mountain,Toil, labor, sweat.Roll the stone up the mountain,Zeus hasn’t the bestof you - yet.Roll the stone up the mounta..
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Seems out-of-date in our modern feminist culture, but there are subcultures where it is still very much alive.
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I speak out your name
To hollow walls
Feeling foolish
For my need to connect
Once again
Futile attempt
At trying to decipher....
The puzzle..
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