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I ponder.. with wonder ... I think . Where would we be without forgiveness?
mybarefootdrive
Edinburgh   
Cascadia    we who share vestige of our intimate uniqueness, are different — just be you, that is your greatest strength —stay strong ... stay blessed — ...
The uniVerse
England    There are dreamers and realists, but who knows if it's better to see the beauty in death or live forever in dreams?......... IG: the_____universe
River
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there ...
naivemoon
Maine    "there's a girl who writes you. she doesn't know how not to."
22    Lost in thought, at a loss for words
Universe Poems
F/London    Carol Diviney values human life, nature, and natural living. Innovator in person centered health care, living, and knowing that the art of healing, comes from ...
22/M/India    Survived
deprivedkat
21/F/Canada    Aspired writer
22/F/somewhere on the moon..    My feelings are like leaves on the tree of life,my life filled with colours of momentum and placidity...I have this voracius aptitude for music so ...
Kayla universe
18/Cisgender Female/somewhere on earth    Just a sad hippie with some sad words
Universal Thrum
Letters from a Muse
Shannon Spivey
31/F/California    910 words that I wasted on you.
Harley Oliver
24/F    any way you want the truth is, i will marry you on tuesday.
Call me Oliver
M/Dream    These are most of my life diary entries. Take most of them with a grain of salt. I’ll leave my most deepest and loving of ...
Fairly Aggressive Hippie
20/F/New York    I really like words
18/F/USA    Figuring life out
cognitive dissonance
20/F    wine to water
Oliver Philip
76/M/Q ld Australia    The long and the short of why I love poetry is written in my Poetry
oliver g wilikers
24/M/Scotland    melancholy
Riveá
18/F/Iowa    just trying to find my safe place :,)
29/M/France    Someday I'll make sense
Oliver
20/FTM/lost somewhere    I write because no one wants to listen when I speak.

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