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By Dakota_Mayo PLATINUM
Torrington, Wyoming

It's music to my ears, And dancing to my feet, But be careful, You must listen to the beat. It's music to my ears Listening to country As I make dinner, But wher...
Dakota_Mayo PLATINUM, Torrington, Wyoming
38 articles 28 photos 3 comments

#407812 Poetry
By foreverlove GOLD
West Haven, Utah
foreverlove GOLD, West Haven, Utah
16 articles 0 photos 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I don&#039;t know,<br /> I don&#039;t care.<br /> and<br /> It doesn&#039;t make<br /> Any difference!&quot;<br /> ~ Albert Einstein

#407813 Poetry
By Nick_B BRONZE
Richland, Michigan
Nick_B BRONZE, Richland, Michigan
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Proverbs 23:7 For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he: Eat and drink, saith he to thee; but his heart is not with thee.

#407814 Poetry
By Angelnamedlenor98 SILVER
London, Other
Angelnamedlenor98 SILVER, London, Other
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#407815 Poetry
Brishuai BRONZE, Bay City, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Its not over til I say its over

#407816 Poetry
By Desiree12 BRONZE
Island Lake, Illinois
Desiree12 BRONZE, Island Lake, Illinois
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#407817 Poetry
By Anonymous123 BRONZE
Meridian, Idaho
Anonymous123 BRONZE, Meridian, Idaho
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#407818 Poetry
ameliababcock BRONZE, Pasadena, California
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious.&quot; -Albert Einstein

#407819 Poetry
By DynamicKid BRONZE
New Delhi, Other
DynamicKid BRONZE, New Delhi, Other
3 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
LIFE IS LIKE A GAME OF TENNIS, THE PLAYER WHO SERVES WELL SELDOM LOSES.

#407820 Poetry
By ireneadler GOLD
Confluence, Pennsylvania
ireneadler GOLD, Confluence, Pennsylvania
10 articles 1 photo 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
Books? Fine... But only in December's <br /> Winter-grey days. The garden, gray...<br /> The window, grey. Outside, a howling day. <br /> Inside, the warmth of glowing embers. <br /> <br /> -Sabine Sicaud (collection of poetry)