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Do You Love Me?
By JoshuaR GOLD
New Castle, Delaware

This is a chance we seldom get. A time when we are alone. A time where everything is at peace and we are admiring the beauty around us. And as we lay on the same grass we lay on...
JoshuaR GOLD, New Castle, Delaware
11 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Forever is a long time, but i wouldn't mind spending it with you"

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You being real and all
By TheLittleString BRONZE
London, Other
TheLittleString BRONZE, London, Other
4 articles 0 photos 2 comments
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Winter Weather
By brodyksmith BRONZE
Hobart, Oklahoma
brodyksmith BRONZE, Hobart, Oklahoma
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I Think I Can"-The Little Train That Could (LOL)

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I'm Torn
By mooneyg SILVER
Ellsworth, Wisconsin
mooneyg SILVER, Ellsworth, Wisconsin
9 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
carpe diem quam minimul credula postero

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The Riddle Of Life
By kory1 BRONZE
Troy, Alabama
kory1 BRONZE, Troy, Alabama
3 articles 5 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
live life to its fullest u never know what u have till its gone

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She Wants To Be Loved
By CynthiaLynnILY PLATINUM
Moore, Oklahoma
CynthiaLynnILY PLATINUM, Moore, Oklahoma
30 articles 3 photos 21 comments
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By One Who Could Be Eaten Up
By QuiltCocoon BRONZE
Columbus, Ohio
QuiltCocoon BRONZE, Columbus, Ohio
2 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
Ithaka by Constantine P Kavafy<br /> The Answer by Carl Sandburg<br /> I Taught Myself to Live Simply by Anna Akhmatova<br /> Comes the Dawn by Veronica Shoffstall

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How Things Go
By Anonymous
Poetry
Ill-fated Swallow
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Let Your Colors Burst
By Anonymous