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By DaughterofPoseidon GOLD
West Seneca, New York

A small bubble of conversation that swells and grows into a roar of indignation. A warbled tone, a baby's cry, the soft, fluttering buzz of a passing fly. Wailing...
DaughterofPoseidon GOLD, West Seneca, New York
13 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Music is the air we breathe."-Molly Berger


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By 0425-G BRONZE
Clarkston, Michigan
0425-G BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
4 articles 1 photo 1 comment
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WhateverItTakes BRONZE, Utrecht, Other
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Whatever goes around, comes around.

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By WarZone PLATINUM
Rockledge, Florida
WarZone PLATINUM, Rockledge, Florida
45 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink. - T.s Eliot<br /> <br /> Sometime only paper will listen to you.-Unknown

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By JanineMay PLATINUM
Winnipeg, Other
JanineMay PLATINUM, Winnipeg, Other
22 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
love is the millions of little things - like the time you made my lunch for me. love is you holding a chicken sandwich.

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By xoacashaxo PLATINUM
Danvers, Massachusetts
xoacashaxo PLATINUM, Danvers, Massachusetts
22 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
dont judge a book by its cover

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By ashleysanders BRONZE
Chapel Hill, North Carolina
ashleysanders BRONZE, Chapel Hill, North Carolina
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I will be the gladdest thing under the sun. I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.&quot; -Deb Talan

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deafening_silence SILVER, Miami, Florida
6 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;No one can make you feel inferior without your consent&quot; -Elenor Roosevelt

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By morn.banana SILVER
Melbourne, Florida
morn.banana SILVER, Melbourne, Florida
6 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.