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#9401voted by our readers
By KAndrew GOLD
Bow, New Hampshire

We call children carefree, As we compare Our worries to their own, Because they do have worries. We think, these kids Do not have to sleep on Retirement, marriage, lost lov...
KAndrew GOLD, Bow, New Hampshire
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.&quot; - Benjamin Franklin<br /> &ldquo;The question isn&#039;t who is going to let me; it&#039;s who is going to stop me.&rdquo; - Ayn Rand<br /> &quot;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me&quot; - Phillippians 4:13


#9402 Poetry
By JackJ BRONZE
Richmond, Virginia
JackJ BRONZE, Richmond, Virginia
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#9403 Poetry
By nicole72713 BRONZE
Gilford, New Hampshire
nicole72713 BRONZE, Gilford, New Hampshire
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#9404 Poetry
By suttonma01 BRONZE
Kalispell, Montana
suttonma01 BRONZE, Kalispell, Montana
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#9405 Poetry
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#9406 Poetry
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#9407 Poetry
By SUIXIS SILVER
Spring Valley, New York
SUIXIS SILVER, Spring Valley, New York
9 articles 0 photos 2 comments
#9408 Poetry
By sexylexy BRONZE
Davenport, Florida
sexylexy BRONZE, Davenport, Florida
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;keep moving forward&quot;Walt Disney

Honewisacat SILVER, Clarence, New York
8 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Here&#039;s what&#039;s not beautiful about it: from here, you can&#039;t see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it all is. It&#039;s not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It&#039;s a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I&#039;ve lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.&rdquo;<br /> ― John Green, Paper Towns

#9410 Poetry
By Crimsyn GOLD
Simpsonville, South Carolina
Crimsyn GOLD, Simpsonville, South Carolina
15 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
You&#039;re only dying when you&#039;re not living life every day.