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May 4, 2014 8:54:37 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 4, 2014 8:54:37 GMT 12
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May 4, 2014 8:57:27 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 4, 2014 8:57:27 GMT 12
Here is a poem of mine from 2012, when I first began writing...
"Ins & outs of the Heart
In self Can be So lonely Real sad Know fear Act bad An earful Feel had
Love Can reach On in Deep down 180 Switch on A life ...To glad
Hand in hand
Time taken
Fears let go
Heart opens"
author: freedom9 2012
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May 7, 2014 20:04:22 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 7, 2014 20:04:22 GMT 12
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May 10, 2014 13:41:48 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 10, 2014 13:41:48 GMT 12
Thought for the day "Life's journey is like poetry of the soul. It's makes sense then that we take time to express ourselves from the depth of our being" - author: freedom9 2014
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May 10, 2014 22:45:46 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 10, 2014 22:45:46 GMT 12
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May 11, 2014 16:27:26 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 11, 2014 16:27:26 GMT 12
The Beautiful Alien
I'm the alien From afar One piece I arrive
In secret Much planning And building I thrive
Mean no harm Great tidings Such music At ease
Look funny? Yes different Some laughter Release
Grow stronger A little longer With experience A new day?
But hear voices And choices Feel with you Will stay?
Disruption And turbulence Such confusion Much pain
Bright light Operation Light dimming Whisked away
What happened? So different? Unacceptable? No way?
May see you Will miss you Apart now Another day?
What was that? Who was there? Where was I? My name?
The beautiful alien
author: freedom9 2012
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May 11, 2014 16:31:32 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 11, 2014 16:31:32 GMT 12
Thought for the day "We are here but for a moment in time. So reflect, ponder, contemplate and soak life in. " - freedom9 2014
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May 13, 2014 12:11:05 GMT 12
Post by Mr Meeseeks on May 13, 2014 12:11:05 GMT 12
Did you hear About the man Not unheard of Infamously known as dan Sailed around the world Living in every port Of all of them i stayed Venice was my sort Every port though Different in its own way All had one thing in common No one had the same thing to say I saw amazing things Sights unbelievable if heard Lemurs riding unicorns I have no pics, take my word For now this is the end of my tale but dont be sad Every first letter has something to add
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May 13, 2014 19:22:29 GMT 12
Post by freedom9 on May 13, 2014 19:22:29 GMT 12
Good on you dan
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