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RougePhotography SILVER, Alto, Michigan
7 articles 87 photos 285 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Why would I want you to sweep me off my feet? You'll probably drop me sooner or later."

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By Eleanor Tucker
Tiverton, Other
Eleanor Tucker, Tiverton, Other
0 articles 2 photos 0 comments
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By Clover.lace GOLD
Brandon, Mississippi
Clover.lace GOLD, Brandon, Mississippi
12 articles 16 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
My future seems like one big past.- Paul McCartney

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By hypandom BRONZE
Tiburon, California
hypandom BRONZE, Tiburon, California
3 articles 2 photos 0 comments
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By Clover.lace GOLD
Brandon, Mississippi
Clover.lace GOLD, Brandon, Mississippi
12 articles 16 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
My future seems like one big past.- Paul McCartney

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By Clover.lace GOLD
Brandon, Mississippi
Clover.lace GOLD, Brandon, Mississippi
12 articles 16 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
My future seems like one big past.- Paul McCartney

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By En_Tze BRONZE
Bayan Lepas, Pulau Pinang, Other
En_Tze BRONZE, Bayan Lepas, Pulau Pinang, Other
1 article 14 photos 3 comments
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emmilove24 BRONZE, Erlanger, Kentucky
3 articles 13 photos 73 comments

Favorite Quote:
"True strength is holding yourself together, when everyone expects you to fall apart."

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By sincere_red SILVER
Freehold, New Jersey
sincere_red SILVER, Freehold, New Jersey
9 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Every woman is wrong until she cries, then she's right, insantly"

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By sincere_red SILVER
Freehold, New Jersey
sincere_red SILVER, Freehold, New Jersey
9 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Every woman is wrong until she cries, then she's right, insantly"

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By tamarawendyyy
Ituna, Other
tamarawendyyy, Ituna, Other
0 articles 12 photos 11 comments
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By Tibbythetibs
Fukuoka, Other
Tibbythetibs, Fukuoka, Other
0 articles 1 photo 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
Last night, as I sat there, I started to cry.
My wings were all broken, and I just couldn't fly.

All the others were flying, around and around.
But for me, I couldn't, I remained on the ground.
My wings were so bad, all rusted and torn.
From anger and hate, to arrogance and scorn.
They wouldn't even flap, being so out of repair.
But the thing that hurt most no one seemed to care.
I sat there alone, watching all others fly.
Not even getting up, or attempting to try.
But then in one moment, God was gracious to me.
He sent me a friend, as I prayed on my knees.
His wings were pure white, and his features aglow.
He was very strong, which I soon came to know.
He picked me right up, and flew to the highest mountain top.

I was really nervous 'cause there, he did stop.
He told me, "now fly," but "I can't" I said back.
"It's not your wings that are broken, it's just confidence you lack."
I turned around and looked, to check out my wings.
They looked so torn, those pitiful things.
I'll catch you" he said,
"If you start to fall, Just yell out my name,
I'll hear your call."
So I took a running start, attempting to soar.
Exhilaration went through me, like never before.
I'm" flying!" I exclaimed, "higher than kings."
"I'm flying!" "flying with broken wings."


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