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#103931voted by our readers
By Grace Crummett BRONZE
El Cajon, California

Wakanda truly knew the meaning Of this life so full with dreaming. Live balanced by the four folds, Not filled with possessions society sold. Living simple with no trace to be...
Grace Crummett BRONZE, El Cajon, California
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

#103932 Poetry
By lbbarlow125 DIAMOND
Yonkers, New York
lbbarlow125 DIAMOND, Yonkers, New York
89 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Veni Vedi Vici"

#103933 Poetry
By angelawong15 SILVER
New York, New York
angelawong15 SILVER, New York, New York
6 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#103934 Poetry
By EmmaBelle GOLD
Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio
EmmaBelle GOLD, Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio
16 articles 5 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
Work until your idols become your rivals!

#103935 Poetry
By Amara-rose GOLD
Pendleton, Indiana
Amara-rose GOLD, Pendleton, Indiana
16 articles 0 photos 14 comments

Favorite Quote:
Let go and live.

#103936 Poetry
By AmateurInkwell DIAMOND
Middleburgh, New York
AmateurInkwell DIAMOND, Middleburgh, New York
80 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#103937 Poetry
By Cimbie SILVER
Clinton, Indiana
Cimbie SILVER, Clinton, Indiana
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#103938 Poetry
By Ha-5-rika SILVER
Visakapatnam, Other
Ha-5-rika SILVER, Visakapatnam, Other
9 articles 7 photos 62 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life is what your thoughts make it.<br /> Happiness, success and the greatest of achievements are nothing if you don&#039;t have someone to share it with. <br /> A life lived for others is a life worthwhile - Albert Einstein.

#103939 Poetry
By Anonymous
#103940 Poetry
By Jordan Wilson-Dalzell GOLD
Portola Valley, California
Jordan Wilson-Dalzell GOLD, Portola Valley, California
14 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Oh, if I could run free with the wild horses<br /> I'd run and I would keep going and never stop.<br /> Oh,if I could keen with my brothers the wolves<br /> I'd cry sorrow and call for the freedom we lost.<br /> <br /> <br /> If I could pick up my legs and just gallop away<br /> my footprints would be pounded in the earth <br /> eternal<br /> If I could hunt with my pack , coexist as one<br /> our cries would be recorded in a wild journal.<br /> <br /> <br /> Oh if I could race out my heart and challenge <br /> the wind<br /> Even if I lost ,my lose would be mine to own<br /> Oh, If I could speak the name of a word to feel <br /> its birthing roots<br /> If freedom were the word-then I am coming <br /> home.