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By Voltura SILVER
Cape Coral, Florida

loved to be it i dream how i wish it so i dream that i might be one day be able to feel it loved i dream
Voltura SILVER, Cape Coral, Florida
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"He was freezing to death in a pool of indefinite blackness, yet he was still content. Why? his eyes saw through the ebon night, lit ablaze by his ever burning passion deep in his fiery heart with the desire for true love." -Joseph Sauerland(myself)


Poetry
By Zoe Hoffman BRONZE
Bridgeton, New Jersey
Zoe Hoffman BRONZE, Bridgeton, New Jersey
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By MadiS PLATINUM
Lancaster, Massachusetts
MadiS PLATINUM, Lancaster, Massachusetts
24 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
I&#039;m Nobody. Who are you? Are you Nobody, too?<br /> -Emily Dickinson

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By Andrew Neylon BRONZE
Fishers, Indiana
Andrew Neylon BRONZE, Fishers, Indiana
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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By JamieStarr GOLD
Sevierville, Tennessee
JamieStarr GOLD, Sevierville, Tennessee
11 articles 0 photos 54 comments

Favorite Quote:
o! thats why i love you. :) i love you.

MustangWriter1813 PLATINUM, Crooks, South Dakota
45 articles 7 photos 128 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot; No one can told you back besides yourself &quot; MaKayla Claymore class of 2013

Poetry
By MadiS PLATINUM
Lancaster, Massachusetts
MadiS PLATINUM, Lancaster, Massachusetts
24 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
I&#039;m Nobody. Who are you? Are you Nobody, too?<br /> -Emily Dickinson

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By Humble_Exit5 BRONZE
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Humble_Exit5 BRONZE, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
2 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.&rdquo;-Oscar wilde

Brixxycej8 BRONZE, Idaho Falls, Idaho
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;The singing. There was so much singing then, and this was my pleasure too. We all sang, the boys in the fields; the chapels were full of singing, always singing. Here I lie. I have had pleasure enough. I have had singing.&quot; tomb in an English village