Trail RideA Poem by Tracie SkarboMy heart beats no longer in my chest I thought I had done my best His face will not fade from mind how did this barbed wire unwind I thought I had found a clue then out of the gate he flew Sadness bleeds untold needs...
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7 Reviews Added on May 17, 2009 Last Updated on May 27, 2009 AuthorTracie SkarboCanadaAboutLearning consists of daily accumulating. The practice of the Tao consists of daily diminishing; decreasing and decreasing, until doing nothing. When nothing is done, nothing is left undone. True.. more..Writing
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