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My musings and attempts at poetry depicting my views of the world around meCONTENT
This web page poeticlicenses.blogspot.com states the following, "My musings and attempts at poetry depicting my views of the world around me." We saw that the webpage said " Saturday, April 13, 2013." It also said " It is often that I sit and wonder. What lies beyond the deep blue yonder. Is there a land where dreams come true? Where the air is still fresh and new. Or is it a place forbiddingly dark. Where even the birds fear to hark. Often I get the urge to do some more. Put on my shoes and go explore. Find a wild flower deep in the wild. Search for treasures like a free child. Take the time to hear birds sing."SEEK SIMILAR DOMAINS
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Terça-feira, 5 de abril de 2011. Poetic Light Photography Published at the NAWBO-OC. We want to sincerely Thank You. Linda Wade, Director of Catering. Veronica Taylor, Account Manager. Sexta-feira, 25 de março de 2011. Fab Photo of the Day at CA Wedding Wave.
The Chronicles of the Lost and Found. Through my eyes, in my mind. Wednesday, September 28, 2011. My flesh is of His, beaten and bruised. However my mortal being lacks the power of Resurrection. Is that why life is determined to kill me? But my soul will never die. I will only give you this beaten body. Tuesday, August 23, 2011. SMI Poetry Jam Part 2. Tuesday, August 16, 2011. Sunday, August 14, 2011. Tuesday, August 2, 2011. Tuesday, July 19, 2011. Instead it is you, a.
A writing place to read, or perhaps to dream. In and Out of Time Maya Angelou. I was always yours to have.
Song of the New Earth. In my craft or sullen art. We are dead groups of matter when we hate. A single wheel impels the whole machine. Matter and spirit; yea, that simple law,.