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"experiance" poems
a drunken **** head knocking my door a glimpse through my window my eyes saw more a bald headed hunk covered in ink heart beating so fast i couldnt think. a drunken **** head coming inside that wolvo accent helping me to decide a kiss to my lips sealing my fate an overnight stay by now it was too late. two weeks of pure bliss passed so fast gossiping folk saying we wouldnt last soon there will be violence i heard them say hiding their heads and shuffling away. so what if hes commited violence before hes with me now and i mean more hes always assured me that hed never hurt me his past is his past and that they will soon see. friends in for drinks and that was the first time me pulling faces getting ****** on red wine but the ******* he saw me a reflection in glass a punch to my nose i fell on my **** apologies kisses sorries never ending me knowing it wont happen again or pretending waking in the mornings treading on eggshells me with experiance i should have known so well. but do we learn women like us hearing their words and giving our trust thinking things will get better in time when do we stop and draw a line. broken cheek bones two black eyes split open lips ****** thighs bruises covering the surface skin enternal bruising hiding within. pregnant with your gorgeous son look at what ive now become trapped indoors head hangs in shame its not my fault its you whos to blame. all i done wrong was to show you love you the man needed boxing gloves to keep me tame and where you wanted me under control to prove your credibility.
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Sep 28, 2010
Sep 28, 2010 at 7:27 AM UTC
between love and hate
a drunken **** head knocking my door a glimpse through my window my eyes saw more a bald headed hunk covered in ink heart beating so fast i couldnt think. a drunken **** head coming inside that wolvo accent helping me to decide a kiss to my lips sealing my fate an overnight stay by now it was too late. two weeks of pure bliss passed so fast gossiping folk saying we wouldnt last soon there will be violence i heard them say hiding their heads and shuffling away. so what if hes commited violence before hes with me now and i mean more hes always assured me that hed never hurt me his past is his past and that they will soon see. friends in for drinks and that was the first time me pulling faces getting ****** on red wine but the ******* he saw me a reflection in glass a punch to my nose i fell on my **** apologies kisses sorries never ending me knowing it wont happen again or pretending waking in the mornings treading on eggshells me with experiance i should have known so well. but do we learn women like us hearing their words and giving our trust thinking things will get better in time when do we stop and draw a line. broken cheek bones two black eyes split open lips ****** thighs bruises covering the surface skin enternal bruising hiding within. pregnant with your gorgeous son look at what ive now become trapped indoors head hangs in shame its not my fault its you whos to blame. all i done wrong was to show you love you the man needed boxing gloves to keep me tame and where you wanted me under control to prove your credibility.
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Oh, to sail upon the sea. To brave that which so scares me, To leave land and life behind, To sever those ties that bind. To experiance all those amazing places that I so want to SEE! That will be something that will forever impact me. But oh, Can it happen? I don't know! I'm really sick in my body, Even though I have never said, It is true that at times I, Who so loves life, And beauty. Have wished to be dead. Sometimes it is hard to continue on, But I CAN be strong. Because I want to experiance those places, To see, The world, The tropics, Those places, That make me hope and dream, The sea and its steams, There is so much to see! Dear God, My lord, heal me, Let me be healthy, So that I can live my dreams, And photograph, And experiance, All that is in my heart, All that is me. I want to feel hot white sand beneath my feat, To stand underneath the Saharan sun, to feel that great heat, To Stand upon Rapau Nui, To FEEL that island beat, I want to gaze upon the pyramids, That are ages old, To gaze upon greek statues of Zeus, Marble and Gold. To see forests, Forever untouched by man, To visit places, Unique upon all the lands. Seattle is my home, From Father Mountains, And Mother sea, But I want to see those places that I always dream of. Lord, God, Let me be free, Let me healthy. Or, To hell with that, Let me, Be, Tenacious enough, To do what I dream of, Anyway, Good God, Just let my spirit soar, Let me see, Let me Photograph, Just, LET ME BE FREE, Just let me open my eyes to beauty, and let me see. (with camera in hand) Long I stand, Healthy or not, Let it be known, Life's, God's, Gaea's, Great beauty, I have sought. Gone on too long, This poem has rambled. Dear lord, Let me, See. At the end of my days, Be it months or years, Let me see those mountains, Seas, Shores and streams, Let me see those places, that constantly show up, That shine through my dreams. Let me see, With camera in hand. Sick or healthy. Every part of me, Will do my damndest, to fight, To take pictures, and to stand, Upon those shores, sands and streams, that beckon me, through my dreams.
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Sep 7, 2012
Sep 7, 2012 at 12:28 AM UTC
Buckets.
Oh, to sail upon the sea. To brave that which so scares me, To leave land and life behind, To sever those ties that bind. To experiance all those amazing places that I so want to SEE! That will be something that will forever impact me. But oh, Can it happen? I don't know! I'm really sick in my body, Even though I have never said, It is true that at times I, Who so loves life, And beauty. Have wished to be dead. Sometimes it is hard to continue on, But I CAN be strong. Because I want to experiance those places, To see, The world, The tropics, Those places, That make me hope and dream, The sea and its steams, There is so much to see! Dear God, My lord, heal me, Let me be healthy, So that I can live my dreams, And photograph, And experiance, All that is in my heart, All that is me. I want to feel hot white sand beneath my feat, To stand underneath the Saharan sun, to feel that great heat, To Stand upon Rapau Nui, To FEEL that island beat, I want to gaze upon the pyramids, That are ages old, To gaze upon greek statues of Zeus, Marble and Gold. To see forests, Forever untouched by man, To visit places, Unique upon all the lands. Seattle is my home, From Father Mountains, And Mother sea, But I want to see those places that I always dream of. Lord, God, Let me be free, Let me healthy. Or, To hell with that, Let me, Be, Tenacious enough, To do what I dream of, Anyway, Good God, Just let my spirit soar, Let me see, Let me Photograph, Just, LET ME BE FREE, Just let me open my eyes to beauty, and let me see. (with camera in hand) Long I stand, Healthy or not, Let it be known, Life's, God's, Gaea's, Great beauty, I have sought. Gone on too long, This poem has rambled. Dear lord, Let me, See. At the end of my days, Be it months or years, Let me see those mountains, Seas, Shores and streams, Let me see those places, that constantly show up, That shine through my dreams. Let me see, With camera in hand. Sick or healthy. Every part of me, Will do my damndest, to fight, To take pictures, and to stand, Upon those shores, sands and streams, that beckon me, through my dreams.
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oh what a darkness of consistency grows around this silence that of a lonely sentence fallen to earth by itself offering hesitated thought that which conceives, yet conceals a deep misery an unhappiness that blinds the eyes that does in its silence circle like poisoned incense around a badly carved pentangle squeezing tears from the corners of clenched eyes forming a violent trembling from neck to ankles its silent translation a feeeling of immence tension vibrating through the body Ah, this fallen silence is the beauty that Isaw, I see the change incredible that brings this silenece to me rather that someone else where bliss does come down and envelope in a mist of passionate lips embrace imersining itself in a liberating tumultious emotonal experiance resurfing as internsified passion intricate in its dipiction dazzling in its dencely textured matrex of intimacy in its silence; its fallen silence the silence of a kiss that kiss his kiss my first kiss with another boy
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May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 10:14 PM UTC
That first kiss...in which Edgar has his first kiss....with another boy......wizard....
i did have a man i didn't know came up behind talking of queensland and riding the surf in cyclones drunk he looked wasted he was beautiful and so ******* scary weird it was surreal yeah it was frightening he was not though in retro i was thinking within gates he was ok blessed and benign gentle and not quite there childlike and on the loose although he was happy striding into the waves wet jeans and laughing and who can diss that under the moon and stars
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Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 4:29 AM UTC
A STRANGE EXPERIANCE ON THE BEACH
I'm your free-love woman and I'd be your free-love woman if I didn't I waaaaaant yoooou I love you with everything I got every candle stick, plate, and mirror I've salvaged and I'd be your martyr if I didnt somewhere in the back of my mind waaaaaant yoooou y'see lover I have alot of love to give that I'm swallowed alive by those unrepresented in our unprecedented love The same thing that reprells me baby brings my heart on stone table, to you yoooou yoooou and I wish it were true that my service wasnt a diservice to our love I wish my chaste love didnt corrupt the good things between us but you give me the freedom that makes me want to possess you, by any vague understanding of the word you give me the respect that makes me want to disrespect your wishes you give me the understanding that makes me ignore your meaning You arent a veneer and god I hope you arent just a moment because I wont have no other choice but to use that moment to cry for all the years without you to experiance my love, to animate my love, to understand my love because you get a treasured vulnerable piece of me that nobody, nobody will ever be wise enough to touch, if to see at all and it bothers me that those after you to receive my bits and pieces because they arent like you. they aren't big enough for the whole thing wont know who made it possible one man, that knew how to hold me at arm and shoulders length because he knew I needed love, I needed to be touched, I needed my meaning to be felt, I needed to be fed, I needed to be understood, she needed her abstract ingenious to be solved he wanted, he needed to be that man and he wouldn't sabotage that with his insecurity or needs in the way I sabotage our love for mine
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May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 7:29 PM UTC
Free-Love Woman
I'm your free-love woman and I'd be your free-love woman if I didn't I waaaaaant yoooou I love you with everything I got every candle stick, plate, and mirror I've salvaged and I'd be your martyr if I didnt somewhere in the back of my mind waaaaaant yoooou y'see lover I have alot of love to give that I'm swallowed alive by those unrepresented in our unprecedented love The same thing that reprells me baby brings my heart on stone table, to you yoooou yoooou and I wish it were true that my service wasnt a diservice to our love I wish my chaste love didnt corrupt the good things between us but you give me the freedom that makes me want to possess you, by any vague understanding of the word you give me the respect that makes me want to disrespect your wishes you give me the understanding that makes me ignore your meaning You arent a veneer and god I hope you arent just a moment because I wont have no other choice but to use that moment to cry for all the years without you to experiance my love, to animate my love, to understand my love because you get a treasured vulnerable piece of me that nobody, nobody will ever be wise enough to touch, if to see at all and it bothers me that those after you to receive my bits and pieces because they arent like you. they aren't big enough for the whole thing wont know who made it possible one man, that knew how to hold me at arm and shoulders length because he knew I needed love, I needed to be touched, I needed my meaning to be felt, I needed to be fed, I needed to be understood, she needed her abstract ingenious to be solved he wanted, he needed to be that man and he wouldn't sabotage that with his insecurity or needs in the way I sabotage our love for mine
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I love you... Im not just saying it so it can be spoken but im saying it to be heard dont misinterpret my feelings cuz i mean what i said and i said that i love you. Give me a minute to explain my feelings for you cuz you are worth it. Babygirl Just give me one chance to make this whole love thing be an experiance that you been longing for, thats worth it, that you been searching for. ughhh i know your ex wasnt the best they hurt and misused you, how could someone make u feel so low that u become use to it? Hurt and decieved lied and mistreated are feelings u felt when they walked up and just cheated or walked up and just left you standing there all alone not knowing what to do, not knowing what to feel, not knowing who to trust, just leaving u there with the feeling of hurt. If words ment something I would tell u that i love you and that i will give you the happiness that u deserve gaining your trust not making you feel all alone in the cold not knowing where else to go cuz like i said your ex wasnt the best and im not saying im perfect cuz i will make mistakes too but i promise I will never give up on you baby just know that i got you
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Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
I Love You
I look in the mirror and I see it in my eyes, I start to feel it in my heart, It's all things that can make a man cry, It is distance that we part I didnt think it would take much for you to realize, To read between the lines, To look deeper inside, Take the time, For us to confide It's love I wish to share, It's something fragile I need to give, So please listen, take a chair, My life...with you, I want to live One second,one minute,one moment, I want you to give me, To show you what Im worth, To get you to believe Cupid has lended me a curse, Of falling in love with the first I see Im sickened by you, I need a love nurse, I really think I do, I do They say that some phenom makes your heart skip a beat, And I know its because of you The thought of love, passion, or desire, I think of it as love's heart burn, Because my heart finds you hot like fire, For the love teacher, I have already learned Now I want to quit wasting time and acually experiance it, They say choose where your heart takes you, So I try things a bit, because your heart is known to seek truth, And I followed my hearts footsteps It lead me to where I met you...
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Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 1:30 PM UTC
To Understand
Taking a chance in life can be hard, You never know who to trust, Who is going to be there for you, Who is just going to be another let down. But I decided to take a chance, to take a chance on you, and now i know it was the right one. You taught me that Im better off without you, Im stonger than I thought I was, and I can be independent. You didnt treat me right, and I dont really blame you. but now Im the one moving on, while you're still holding on.
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Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 6:56 PM UTC
Learning experiance
He ran until he could no more, Insipid pawprints, on all fours. He was instantly taken aback, Thinking they'd attack! But fooled by him, His reflectin oh, so grim! He pranced through the night, Out of his own hidden fright. Yet it wasn't until, He solemnly stood still. But there had not been a sound, As he foolishly turned back around. If he only knew he was not the same, Would he experiance no shame. But he walked unwillingly amongst the night, With not a sound heard, not a sole in sight.
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Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 4:58 PM UTC
Untitled
Conseption begins through making love to a strong man. Nine months of waiting, and watching your body change. To feel life growing inside of you is nothing more the complete and utter beauty. With this experiance you gain an understanding of ones purpose in life. The birth and every moment after is a emotion most people dreamed about complete bliss at knowing pure love.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
The Beauty in motherhood
My dream,all um dreaming about, the one um dreaming about,the vission i have,the future i still picture..will all be gone my future ,the person i wanna be, the career ,the goal i wanna archive will soon be gone away from me when i die um afraid of death..... My enemy will laugh an rejoice while my love ones will cry an say "ferwell we will mit again" who i am and what i am will soon be for nothing..the good that i have done and the bad that i have done will soon be for nothing...my experiance of both will soon die with me,,,,my family and friends will soon be fillfull with blood tears..soon i will be forgetten as the earth get ride of me an put me under its ground where my body will be eaten by worms while my spirit will remain to the lord,,an the lord will look at me an smile from his golden throne an will say to me ""my child this is eternity an i promize you that today life in earth is past but here it start anew,,,the lord will welcome me an keep me in his arms an give me his special care an say you are welcome to your new home an my heart will heal from the pain of the earth,,and oh if i will still have it,the pain of losing the one i love,,,but the day i will die it will be my great life exprience an no more pain ,my soul will be at peace while my body will be at pieces but i will look at you and say *why cry when a soul is set free an put to rest fortunatly you wont hear me others will be singular without me but once they forgettern about me their lives will be simplicity..so i dont wanna die so young
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
Um afraid of death
My dream,all um dreaming about, the one um dreaming about,the vission i have,the future i still picture..will all be gone my future ,the person i wanna be, the career ,the goal i wanna archive will soon be gone away from me when i die um afraid of death..... My enemy will laugh an rejoice while my love ones will cry an say "ferwell we will mit again" who i am and what i am will soon be for nothing..the good that i have done and the bad that i have done will soon be for nothing...my experiance of both will soon die with me,,,,my family and friends will soon be fillfull with blood tears..soon i will be forgetten as the earth get ride of me an put me under its ground where my body will be eaten by worms while my spirit will remain to the lord,,an the lord will look at me an smile from his golden throne an will say to me ""my child this is eternity an i promize you that today life in earth is past but here it start anew,,,the lord will welcome me an keep me in his arms an give me his special care an say you are welcome to your new home an my heart will heal from the pain of the earth,,and oh if i will still have it,the pain of losing the one i love,,,but the day i will die it will be my great life exprience an no more pain ,my soul will be at peace while my body will be at pieces but i will look at you and say *why cry when a soul is set free an put to rest fortunatly you wont hear me others will be singular without me but once they forgettern about me their lives will be simplicity..so i dont wanna die so young
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Sequence of words and repetetion, made of beautiful lines and concentration, deep thinking makes the sentence to flight, all is called along and named as rhyme, in it there are pouches of errors, makes the expression of fellings that matters, modified meaning of writing, belongs to a thing, sharp and blunt teasing collection of experiance, it does not have any limitation or resistance, it is a flow of small nick in mind, passionate feel it winds, every time ****** spelling it consists, anyone can write a rhyme if he break the walls of cyst
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 10:45 AM UTC
defining rhyme & poetry
Wer is d love wer is d felling?? It's only alone dat m living, no one bothers wat i do, dey r simply ignoring me cuz dey wanna never knw wat i am going through, and they push me to the fire as that's there only work and, is the 1 of d worse thing the usualy do, i cried soo much but the pain still is alive wid in me, i want some 1 to free frome these, hell life just a simple thing i want, dat i wanna b happy and scrolled, to nearby every person whom i think dat ***** can understand me and be, help to make me upcome from m goin through, but dey pushed me away as m a garbage and proved, that they r heartless and make me cry again and again, but still i find the person who bothers wat i feel, and wat i have 2 do for my well fare and to increase the yield, of happiest smiles but i still dont knw y i cry dat my eyes got red, and all peoples aroun me see me as m a stupid and aprrox dead, Person who iszz alway sad, but m not a bad, person as i knw and i always wanna keep others happy, and
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Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
My life and experiance
We ourselves claim to know ourselves. From top to bottom from the inside, out. But to view our actions from an outside face, is something that we'll never know. Can't experiance it for our own. It's a journey that comes to facts that who we thought was us, was maybe not. So in the end who are we? The person we say we are or the one that the world and society sees before them.
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Aug 2, 2012
Aug 2, 2012 at 10:27 PM UTC
who defines us?
I walked up a hill A hill covered in asphalt Ugly, treacherous land Although the land, hideous The land beyond More beautiful, than anything seen I climbed this difficult landscape to see To experiance What it would be like To stare into the eyes of true beauty In my return It was gone Burned to ashes Now i stand here Realizing the land I loved Has abandoned me Standing here My truest fear has become reality In my return I have lost the love i had for only seconds Yet I have lost the love i have longed for My entire life.
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 1:13 AM UTC
Abandoned
I look in the mirror and I see it in my eyes, I start to feel it in my heart, It's all things that can make a man cry, It is distance that we part I didnt think it would take much for you to realize, To read between the lines, To look deeper inside, Take the time, For us to confide It's love I wish to share, It's something fragile I need to give, So please listen, take a chair, My life...with you, I want to live One second,one minute,one moment, I want you to give me, To show you what Im worth, To get you to believe Cupid has lended me a curse, Of falling in love with the first I see Im sickened by you, I need a love nurse, I really think I do, I do They say that some phenom makes your heart skip a beat, And I know its because of you The thought of love, passion, or desire, I think of it as love's heart burn, Because my heart finds you hot like fire, For the love teacher, I have already learned Now I want to quit wasting time and acually experiance it, They say choose where your heart takes you, So I try things a bit, because your heart is known to seek truth, And I followed my hearts footsteps It lead me to where I met you... .
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Nov 4, 2011
Nov 4, 2011 at 10:12 PM UTC
To Understand
It's like your dead, and I dread each day that I get trapped inside my head. I want so badly to speak to you sadly, to share all these feels, there is a missing part of me that your supposed to fill. This is requiring a self-control that is tempering my soul... and I got so many questions but too afraid to go on the quests that gets them like, will the love prevail even after we failed? will I see you again and then we get to try again to win? Or is this it? This is the end? but what comes after the end except to begin...but what am I beginning?A new life without you doesn't feel like winning. I've been quenched,my hearts been hardened and now I am numb. I've been heated,my mind has meltedand now I am dumb. I've been cooled,my spirit is tougher,but it is hard not to succumb... This experiance of gaining self-control is painfully tempering my soul.
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Aug 6, 2013
Aug 6, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
Tempering my Soul
i wanted to tell you all about me about my experiance with my poetry there is more to me then what you see and if your jelous that's not because of me because jelousy is a sin and i won't have it because poetry is about whats inside and i love it and i'm not making it a contest because i love what i do and it really hurts me if you think i'm trying to i almost shed a tear when i saw you thought that of me but then i thought to myself "it's not about me, it's about poetry" and if one poet can take away your love like that? if maya angalou came here would she take one look and say "i need a new carrer, fast" no, she would take one look and say "these people are gifted" she would absorb that and then her spirits would get lifted so that's me any questions? no? i didn't think so come on you're a poet take some respondsability
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC
me
experience is precious gives a perspective Unique to you
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 10:34 AM UTC
Experiance is Precious
This experience of being alive is only truly felt when threatened.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 9:31 PM UTC
Death Experiance.
A family of five Hoodie Crows lay siege to our small valley. They command the whole panorama; their calls can be heard everywhere. They are clever. Do not trust Man, they impart to their offspring, handed down the generations. A wisdom learnt through experience.
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC
A Wisdom Learnt Through Experiance
End my life they Say. So very Easy Experiance Pain they have not.
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Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC
Precious Life -
Mountains and Bridges. Converting Thoughts to Action. Lost in the Dense Forest for a while. Saw Life from a different perspective. Took Shelter in a Cave. Experiance the warmth of your love. Then Got drenched in the Rains... which took away the past and pain. Came across a Beautiful Oasis. Which was filled with Roses. The Journey further continues with more passion and aggressiveness.
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 9:59 PM UTC
Abstract Travel
interrogated or questioned
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Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 12:29 PM UTC
common ground common experiance