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the bus stops here
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the bus stops here |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia 
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Sip the breeze upon your knees And offer up what you’ve got Even if it seems as nothing You have more than you realize Or so that’s what I believe In nothing some days And nothing is what will happen If I simply stay here Out of touch out of sight Out of the stream of life but in a safety zone But is that even true? I mean, I could fall off this chair Hit my head And be dead While trying to stay safe Guess I’ll wait in line at the bus stop And take my chances with the living |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Life is often just one great big chance Kacy. Hugs you. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
we all are special aren't we , afterall? thanks for reminding even a wench like me  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Thanks, Donna. Mish...LOL, you are a special irridescent color, one we are lucky to have within this rainbow.  |
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