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dogwood tree |
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noah j Member
since 2003-03-05
Posts 82on the open road with the wind blowing in my hair |
dreaming for all else is gone beer still tastes good i open the fridge the coldness numbs me to the world or is that the alcohol i don't think it matters the story of my life could be told in few words "he stared out the window never going anywhere he liked the dogwood tree that he could see and wished he could be the tree did not rejoice at the spring and the coming of its leaves nor did it fall into despair when it became bare it lived the cycle of life and flowed with it but he could not do this but he loved watching the tree that could" the only people for me are the mad ones-mad to live, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at once--jack kerouac |
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Dance Junior Member
since 2003-03-28
Posts 34 |
wow. ~*~DaNcE~*~ |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
noah, i enhoy reading your work...you always offer an unique perspective... well, the tree has taken time to grow and arrive at what it is today..i'm sure you can do that too, since you are already blessed with sensitivity, as evident in your work... |
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