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Post by Vagabond on Jan 18, 2005 23:56:15 GMT -5
Words tumble from brain to pen to paper concieved in observation and birthed as memory... too few give time of day to express so deeply what lies within.
When you put to verse you expose your soul letting down the walls behind what the public shows or at least wants to see sometimes it seems. You touch me chill me bring me to tears in those blue eyes a kindred looks out at me... and it's good to know that for at least once in my life I'm not the only one who gets it.
Yours is such a beautiful spirit. I feel very honored and lucky to be alive to share the world in this time with one such as you.
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Post by Madsengirl on Jan 19, 2005 18:55:29 GMT -5
Beautiful! I'll add it to the site asap!
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