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By Madeline PLATINUM
Lake View Terrace, California

Art is, Stone, Metal, Gold. Wood, Paper, Pens, Art is. Art is, Poetry, Story, Song. Cloth, Paint, Silver, Art is. Art is, Glass, Leather, Bronze. Thre...
Madeline PLATINUM, Lake View Terrace, California
46 articles 0 photos 17 comments

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If you always see the positive, you'll never see the negative.


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By Madeline PLATINUM
Lake View Terrace, California
Madeline PLATINUM, Lake View Terrace, California
46 articles 0 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
If you always see the positive, you'll never see the negative.

SkullsCantCry BRONZE, Ny, New York
3 articles 0 photos 8 comments

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Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat. <br /> <br /> Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

katielynn21 DIAMOND, Sierra Vista, Arizona
63 articles 0 photos 32 comments

Favorite Quote:
live as if you&#039;ll die tomorrow, dream as if you&#039;ll live forever

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By Nobunaga BRONZE
Moab, Utah
Nobunaga BRONZE, Moab, Utah
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

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&quot;Out, out, brief candle! Life&#039;s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.&quot; -William Shakespeare, &quot;Macbeth&quot;

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By dylanlalala GOLD
Colchester, Vermont
dylanlalala GOLD, Colchester, Vermont
18 articles 0 photos 6 comments

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&quot;How vain is it to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live?&quot; - Henry David Thoreau

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By dylanlalala GOLD
Colchester, Vermont
dylanlalala GOLD, Colchester, Vermont
18 articles 0 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;How vain is it to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live?&quot; - Henry David Thoreau

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By Anonymous