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Edited by
poppashroom
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Wed 06/29/11 02:29 PM
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My brow congested
A battling flood A frown helps not To fend off the salt plateau Of determination A rise above me Feet grimace With less than optimism The journey begins Unfurling water Whisps of condensation Cotton like A world away The journey begins Trudging Begrudging But the journey begins The merry smiles of achievement Pass by Pasted already upon those Of success A journey begun But the sky is mine |
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Under Father sky. Nice.
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speaks of inspiration, found. love this too!!
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"..but the sky is mine.."..Awesome..
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Love it, gorgeous
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"..but the sky is mine.."..Awesome.. indeed it is as i'm sure it is yours |
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Awesome write....
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Lovely. :)
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