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One picture I have Only one she sent Time has faded clearness Corners now are bent I still see her smile Her bright, her sparkling eyes Just one..

is true

The ice cream flakes of snow which falls, from vanilla clouds above Below, upon tiny small, pea gravel stones, like chocolate chips they fall. Slo..

There awaiting white sail unfurled Awaiting winds to set her free Across wide seas to find new places Wondrous places never seen Journey free wh..

Just who we are, where do we come from. Are we the creation, of a powerful GOD. Or are we just, as science proclaims. The creature whic..

just thoughts

A FINDING

JUST THOUGHTS

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