

The ViewI can see the city from here. Blue yarn weaving in and out of yellow, still stretched across the loom. It sits amid the ocean that matches your jeans and the pink mountains with the lavender shadows.The View
And between the mountains and where we sit,
there is a road that twists around in no particular direction.
To feel that freedom, with only the wind to command your hair. To fly around the curves, with the navy trees blurring past us. To end up on that beach, with the sand that matches your skin. To escape th
A New Hope
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"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it's the only thing that ever has."
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Well that's just maddeningly unhelpful.
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[LJ]
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Narf!
Thank you!
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Well that's just maddeningly unhelpful.
baaa
[MySpace]
[LJ]
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Deine Worte sind meine Nahrung, dein Atem mein Wein.
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