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By Nated315 DIAMOND
Georgetown, New York

Who said the madness was truly over? Who said that the mess Inside Is only temporary? Who said that you'd never fall, Scrape your knees, Or get a bump or bruise Here or there? W...
Nated315 DIAMOND, Georgetown, New York
92 articles 7 photos 105 comments

Favorite Quote:
Truth has many shades. It's not a matter of black and white, but many grays.


Poetry
By Anonymous
Poetry
By JustineMarissa BRONZE
Santa Paula, California
JustineMarissa BRONZE, Santa Paula, California
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Never compare your chapter 1 to someone else's chapter 20

Poetry
By NathanZoe BRONZE
Newark, New Jersey
NathanZoe BRONZE, Newark, New Jersey
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Jesyke SILVER, Hemet, California
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Poetry
By acarter99 GOLD
Kingsland, Georgia
acarter99 GOLD, Kingsland, Georgia
19 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.

Poetry
By apye99 SILVER
Richibucto Rd, New Brunswick
apye99 SILVER, Richibucto Rd, New Brunswick
6 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Well-behaved women seldom make history.” ― Laurel Thatcher Ulrich

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By GCait61 GOLD
Hamilton, Ohio
GCait61 GOLD, Hamilton, Ohio
13 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Stay gold, Ponyboy

Poetry
By I.N.S.P.I.R.E BRONZE
Austin, Texas
I.N.S.P.I.R.E BRONZE, Austin, Texas
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By Fionab BRONZE
Nashville, Tennessee
Fionab BRONZE, Nashville, Tennessee
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
The Summer Day<br /> Who made the world?<br /> Who made the swan, and the black bear?<br /> Who made the grasshopper?<br /> This grasshopper, I mean-<br /> the one who has flung herself out of the grass,<br /> the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,<br /> who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-<br /> who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.<br /> Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.<br /> Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.<br /> I don&#039;t know exactly what a prayer is.<br /> I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down<br /> into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,<br /> how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,<br /> which is what I have been doing all day.<br /> Tell me, what else should I have done?<br /> Doesn&#039;t everything die at last, and too soon?<br /> Tell me, what is it you plan to do<br /> with your one wild and precious life?<br /> &mdash;Mary Oliver