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ChangeofHeart Joined Sun 10/26/08 Posts: 1280	Wed 10/01/14 06:53 AM
The repast is canceled. The dirt was put back in the hole. Dried tear stains have been wiped away. The Crowd has dispersed. Bad news didnt travel. Old age,mid life,young adulthood,teen,adolescents,and infant is nonexistent. There was no late night passion. No Father or Mother. No eyes that twinkle. Who am i? Nobody

Leigh2154 Joined Sun 10/02/11 Posts: 16479	Wed 10/01/14 07:02 AM
The repast is canceled. The dirt was put back in the hole. Dried tear stains have been wiped away. The Crowd has dispersed. Bad news didnt travel. Old age,mid life,young adulthood,teen,adolescents,and infant is nonexistent. There was no late night passion. No Father or Mother. No eyes that twinkle. Who am i? Nobody Sad that the meal was canceled, sad (or maybe not ) that the crowd dispersed...But the joy in this piece for me is the fact that old age was achieved...In the end we are "only" the memories we leave behind...Life belongs to the living..... Nice write!

ChangeofHeart Joined Sun 10/26/08 Posts: 1280	Wed 10/01/14 08:31 AM
The repast is canceled. The dirt was put back in the hole. Dried tear stains have been wiped away. The Crowd has dispersed. Bad news didnt travel. Old age,mid life,young adulthood,teen,adolescents,and infant is nonexistent. There was no late night passion. No Father or Mother. No eyes that twinkle. Who am i? Nobody Sad that the meal was canceled, sad (or maybe not ) that the crowd dispersed...But the joy in this piece for me is the fact that old age was achieved...In the end we are "only" the memories we leave behind...Life belongs to the living..... Nice write! ty

Leigh2154 Joined Sun 10/02/11 Posts: 16479	Wed 10/01/14 08:36 AM
The repast is canceled. The dirt was put back in the hole. Dried tear stains have been wiped away. The Crowd has dispersed. Bad news didnt travel. Old age,mid life,young adulthood,teen,adolescents,and infant is nonexistent. There was no late night passion. No Father or Mother. No eyes that twinkle. Who am i? Nobody Sad that the meal was canceled, sad (or maybe not ) that the crowd dispersed...But the joy in this piece for me is the fact that old age was achieved...In the end we are "only" the memories we leave behind...Life belongs to the living..... Nice write! ty yw

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