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tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US 
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I wonder what its like she said what you mean the other girl asked to see the light and then not see the light girl stares at the other in disbelief come with me she said she reaches out grabs ahold of her hand then unfolding a napkin with all the right things all the right words scribbled on the paper you see this map she ask yes whats it trying to say looking in her eyes throwing her head back and laughing loudly its our lives outlined in so few words i dont get it says the other nor do i the girl answers , but im not gonna sit around and let life pass me by it already has for me answered the other she lays her head over and dies I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
Well done...I feel that the map of our lives continues to grow as we explore all the adventures set before us...sometimes we cannot see the many words that tell of who we are but when we consider the people we have touched we can see there is more that we realise from looking in the mirror....**big hugs** |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
Good. Don't allow this to be obscured by the manner in which it is written . . . It deserves respect. John |
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