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By blonde_with_a_brain PLATINUM
Centerville, Ohio

If words were deeds Or wishes horses, Such a different life we’d lead. For words are comfort and confidence and just what we need to pull ourselves up by the bootstraps so...
blonde_with_a_brain PLATINUM, Centerville, Ohio
26 articles 0 photos 1 comment

#370362 Poetry
By LittleLottie BRONZE
Plainfield, Indiana
LittleLottie BRONZE, Plainfield, Indiana
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
We tell ourselves stories in order to live<br /> -Joan Didion

MarkusSinclair SILVER, Honolulu, Hawaii
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Good poets write for their audience while great poets write for themselves&quot;<br /> -Markus Sinclair

#370364 Poetry
By Kisaroar GOLD
Chesapeake, Virginia
Kisaroar GOLD, Chesapeake, Virginia
15 articles 3 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
I want to be the girl that always smiles; even when her heart is broken and all she wants to do is cry~

#370365 Poetry
By Shaners BRONZE
Kennebunk, Maine
Shaners BRONZE, Kennebunk, Maine
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;But the great man is he who, in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness, the independance of solitude.&quot; - Ralph Waldo Emerson

#370366 Poetry
By Anonymous
#370367 Poetry
NamrehsNeb PLATINUM, Ardsley, New York
20 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two equals four. If that is granted, all else follows.&quot; 1984, George Orwell.

#370368 Poetry
By Anonymous
#370369 Poetry
By Deepa BRONZE
Bengaluru, Other
Deepa BRONZE, Bengaluru, Other
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#370370 Poetry
By EmilyTheKiwi PLATINUM
Flemington, New Jersey
EmilyTheKiwi PLATINUM, Flemington, New Jersey
30 articles 1 photo 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Picture a wave. In the ocean. You can see it, measure it, its height, the way the sunlight refracts when it passes through. And it's there. And you can see it, you know what it is. It's a wave.<br /> <br /> And then it crashes in the shore and it's gone. But the water is still there. The wave was just a different way for the water to be, for a little while. You know it's one conception of death for Buddhists: the wave returns to the ocean, where it came from and where it's supposed to be."<br /> -The Good Place