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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
She was chopped into little pieces She didn't, nor couldn't see the power within pieces for him pieces for her pieces for it pieces for them He thought he needed to give away his pieces to feel alive He found out he was human when all his pieces were taken And he didn't have any more super-giving to give away taken by her taken by him given to it given to them They stood still, looking, mirroring, searching Aware in their stillness They touched the power within, and touched them all with it touching her touching him touching it touching them With their Pieces ------------------------------------- E.M.L. |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
Ah this made me think of a puzzle, all those little pieces... fit into one. In his mantle gray he walked one day across a shining floor and with crystal key in secrecy he opened an ivory door -J.R.R. Tolkien(T.Bombadil) |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Yes, yes, yes! Thank you A. Wolf, With appreciation, Ms. E |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
It's also like a quilt. All those little pieces create beauty. I like this. A |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Thank you Alison, a quilt, yes, even a quilt becomes one of comfort. Ms. E |
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