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By FeliciaLowe BRONZE
Middleton, Massachusetts

Child, do not tell me of the dead. I have mourned the ghosts of the living, I watched bones turn black before they were even sold to the lonley, and we both know they see...
FeliciaLowe BRONZE, Middleton, Massachusetts
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#283262 Poetry
By jordangrob BRONZE
Hartland, Wisconsin
jordangrob BRONZE, Hartland, Wisconsin
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#283263 Poetry
Worker_bee7756 DIAMOND, Toledo, Ohio
53 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Take that depression!" - Lucifer, Hazbin Hotel

#283264 Poetry
By KristenLeighh SILVER
Cincinnati, Ohio
KristenLeighh SILVER, Cincinnati, Ohio
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#283265 Poetry
By xSkittleBugx BRONZE
Stamford, New York
xSkittleBugx BRONZE, Stamford, New York
1 article 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"To Be Or Not To Be, That Is The Question."

#283266 Poetry
By RkNerdoXxxX BRONZE
Brooklny, New York
RkNerdoXxxX BRONZE, Brooklny, New York
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Happiness is not a destination. It is a method of life.&quot; <br /> -Burton Hills

#283267 Poetry
By Anonymous
frozenbrogurt PLATINUM, Singapore, Other
25 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Even if you&rsquo;re on the right track, you&rsquo;ll get run over if you just sit there.&rdquo;<br /> &ndash; Will Rogers

#283269 Poetry
By Anonymous
#283270 Poetry
By Bryn03 BRONZE
Plattsburgh, New York
Bryn03 BRONZE, Plattsburgh, New York
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Favorite Quote:
I have studied many times<br /> The marble which was chiseled for me&mdash;<br /> A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.<br /> In truth it pictures not my destination<br /> But my life.<br /> For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;<br /> Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;<br /> Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.<br /> Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life.<br /> And now I know that we must lift the sail<br /> And catch the winds of destiny<br /> Wherever they drive the boat.<br /> To put meaning in one&rsquo;s life may end in madness,<br /> But life without meaning is the torture<br /> Of restlessness and vague desire&mdash;<br /> It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.<br /> <br /> -George Grey&#039;s Epitaph by Edgar Lee Masters