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Friends You Make

  • March 24, 1998
Friends You Make

Friends you make you interact with each other. Suddenly, one day it becomes time to move on. Friends you once had now emulated by crumpled pieces of paper torn from pages hold phone numbers and addresses. A reminder of the friends you once had.

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For My Love

  • March 24, 1998
For My Love

I would go anywhere, and do anything just to be near to you. Whenever you need someone to hold you be it a hug, or long embrace, I will come running for I long to be your love. Whenever you need me I will be there for I am your guardian angel, your hope, your dreams, your soul mate, and your love. I will love you always, and forever I will love you. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you.

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For My Beloved

  • March 24, 1998
For My Beloved

Your hair so soft, your eyes so bright, just thinking of you brings back fond memories of those long summer nights. Our days together brought light into my life. But together no longer life carried us our separate ways like wind does to a feather. My dearest one, come now or come never.

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Field Of Green

  • March 24, 1998
Field Of Green

a field of green grass heaven to softball players grab a ball let's play

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Dark Nights And Fast Cars

  • March 24, 1998
Dark Nights And Fast Cars

Why walk when you can drive? Drive. The music blasting only makes me crazy. It's the way you like to drive. Drive. You show me another side of life. It's unlike the slow-paced life of the South. That is not how you drive. Drive. You whisk us away; down crowded streets on a Saturday night. Drive. Right through changing lights, and stop signs; nothing will slow you down. Drive. Pick up some hair dye, then leave me at my block. Finally, some place familiar to me; another unusual experience for me to write down.

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Crossroads

  • March 24, 1998
Crossroads

Standing at the crossroads of an old road and railroad track. Cars and rolling stock cross no more only the view of the old river and the restless river at my back. Standing by the waters edge I see only trees the distant relics old days gone by of roads and railroad track.

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Creature Comforts

  • March 24, 1998
Creature Comforts

A Hershey bar, and a cup of Starbucks. Things that remind me of home. They are but creature comforts I long to enjoy. Stamford, New York; I’m coming home to you.

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Book Of Days

  • March 24, 1998
Book Of Days

A journal like a book of days. Each day a separate page. Each journal a separate lifetime. I myself have a collection of journals for all the separate lifetimes I have lived.

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Boarding School

  • March 24, 1998
Boarding School

Books open our eyes to the wonders of the outside. We as students can never see the outside, just the endless forest cut short by the state road. There are but no fences, be it only landmarks connected by imaginary lines. Lines that we may never cross This is boarding school a prison without walls.

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Blame Me

  • March 24, 1998
Blame Me

Who am I to which you blame? Have I not helped you in every way I can? And now you accuse me of abuse. That which you have done to me all along. And now I am stricken with despair. What am I to do... you lie and cheat. And all I can do is sit and weep. When it was I who helped you all along. Now I know the truth you tried so hard to hide. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you and I shall never see your face again.

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Beauty

  • March 24, 1998
Beauty

a walk through the park a squirrel carrys an acorn beauty fills my soul

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A Hundred Patients

  • March 23, 1998
A Hundred Patients

A hundred patients. A million stories. An ambulance crew and a lonely EMT; they've seen and heard it all. If only they were allowed to tell. A hundred fires. A million calls. All of them but silent heroes; if only they were allowed to tell.

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Cyr Center

  • February 21, 1998
Cyr Center

Frank W. Cyr Center, Stamford, New York

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Rexmere Hotel

  • February 21, 1998
Rexmere Hotel

Rexmere Hotel, Stamford, New York 1998

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Ellicott Creek Falls in Glen Park

  • February 1, 1998
Ellicott Creek Falls in Glen Park