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I can't help it if I was born without actual wings.
I'm still here digging up the ground to try to reach the sky.

Remember all the things we wanted?

Now all our memories are haunted.

~Already Gone [Kelly Clarkson]

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Member since January 24, 2005.
I'm a new dragon poet for 6,723 comments.
My mood is , and quote is "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy. Come on, Squishy Come on, little Squishy.".
I am a woman from Texas (United States)
When I'm not writing, I'm learning the meaning of emotional brutality....
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I am in the groups Spydurs Family
I have 6,723 comments, 43 contests, 2 columns, 16 journals

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Column: Spydur's Family at allpoetry
My beautiful, eclectic, dysfunctional, always loving family.
Column: brilliant dissection of expression. at allpoetry
Eh. One more person's thoughts on comments.

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A private journal entry

November 11, 2009, In Dreams, Personal, Strange. 700 words. Me only.
The Results

First of, I'd like to thank all of you who entered the contests. You made it very fun for me to read and judge. 1 I did have to delete contest #4 & 5 (Poets & Halloween) because I only had 2 entries despite the time extension, and the system would not let me judge without at least 3 entries. 2 I also

November 9, 2009, 4,400 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
A private journal entry

November 6, 2009, 200 words. Me only.

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