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How will I know if I’ve made the right choice? Will I hear a deep resonating powerful voice? Telling me YES You are strong and secure.           NO You are weak senseless and unsure. How will I know that the future is mine? Will I see an illuminating vision that is a sign? Telling me YES This is where you belong.           NO This idea of your was all wrong. How will I know that happiness is within my reach? Will I grasp an iron handle or a slippery leech? Telling me YES Keep on trying, you’re almost there.           NO How could you hurt those around you who care. How will I know this journey going the right direction? Will I smell a bouquet of roses or a putrid infection? Telling me YES You chose the right course.           NO Now your filled with regret and remorse. How will I know that  Independence and I will meet? Will the taste of freedom be sour or sweet? Telling me YES Eat up, clean your plate.           NO You’re starving but now it’s too late. Copyright *CindyRenouf @2010 www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Cindy1128
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Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 4:02 PM UTC
The 5 Senses
How will I know if I’ve made the right choice? Will I hear a deep resonating powerful voice? Telling me YES You are strong and secure.           NO You are weak senseless and unsure. How will I know that the future is mine? Will I see an illuminating vision that is a sign? Telling me YES This is where you belong.           NO This idea of your was all wrong. How will I know that happiness is within my reach? Will I grasp an iron handle or a slippery leech? Telling me YES Keep on trying, you’re almost there.           NO How could you hurt those around you who care. How will I know this journey going the right direction? Will I smell a bouquet of roses or a putrid infection? Telling me YES You chose the right course.           NO Now your filled with regret and remorse. How will I know that  Independence and I will meet? Will the taste of freedom be sour or sweet? Telling me YES Eat up, clean your plate.           NO You’re starving but now it’s too late. Copyright *CindyRenouf @2010 www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Cindy1128
July 10, 2010
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Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 4:02 PM UTC
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