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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS! CHRISTIANS REMEMBER AND CELEBRATE THE MOST RECOGNIZED HOLIDAY IN AMERICAN CULTURE, AND IN OTHERS THROUGHOUT THE EARTH
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PLEASE JOIN ME IN SALUTING OUR FRIEND AND REMEMBERING HER BEAUTIFUL LIFE. MOLLY WAS FRIENDS TO SO MANY OF US HERE......
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY FUTURE WIFE!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SEPTEMBER BUTTERFLY!
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I can imagine how you felt
facing all those demons, fighting
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You stabbed me, but you didn't kill me,
and the pain has stayed for days now.
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snowblind, blindsided
steered and calculated
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I used to think when i came here,
that the hills spoke to me,
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She bowed on one knee,
She smiled and took my hand,
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She is my music.
She has become all the note of a perfect symphony,
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poets, languages, cohesive metaphysical inspersions
create from Chicano, Taco poets, Asian, and others.
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Lying here beside you,
waking to see your sleepy face,
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I hope that when i next see you .....
you will touch me..........
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Pride yourself, ....i see.......in yourself.
You.....want to win the prize.....
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( spoken in Celtic/Irish )
I have me words
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Her Face
As we lay in our bed together,
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Side by side my lover and i
sleeping and dreaming and writing
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If we could, how wonderful it would be.
To see the wind as it blows,
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That "special box" covered with red construction paper
and cut-out lace hearts for decoration....
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Deceived we are.
The beauty without, the peril within,
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Drivin' on a Perry County Country Road,
Sunday in Pennsylvania never seemed finer.
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I have stopped to speak, to look, to listen to the stars,
so beautifully set in the heavens before me.
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If i never get to say goodbye,
when it's my time to go,
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Of late, the blessings have been stowed away
in every aspect of my life each day.
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Chaotic curmudgeon,snow fields and prisons,and distance in dreaming.Awakened by notic
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Merry Christmas to all my Allpoetry Friends! May your heart be full of LOVE, and Happi
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Waking to see snow blown about by the wind waiting to see and hear and unravel the mystery.barren details likened to winter treesune
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A butterfly, free to move at will.....free to explore....free to be free.....
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I was moments away from my epitaph,
living and dying and finding my way.
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