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Girl
BedroomAlmost 4 AM on a ThursdayContentHalf crazy, half awakeHalf my life spent in half costume never really living I can be a heroI can be a friendI can be a loverI can hide the pain, feature the triumphs, and forget the failures I married a girlI dress girlI live girlI am girl Authentic. Rehearse a dialogWrite a poemWrite all nightWatch the sunrise I like you, I love you, I adore every facet of you.I’ve seen your highs, your lows, every emotion of you.Together and apart.I know you.I see the real you.Look, the sky, the ground, the river, the sun, the moon.Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl.Naked, and…
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Windy Road
a small windy road makes its way through a small town named Stamford, New York
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What You Have Now
Enjoy what you have now; we may never be here again. Remember this day well it only happens just this once. This day like any other day; 24 hours that pass you by. Remember this day well we will never return.
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Webmaster
I am a webmaster; harder for me to believe than for you. Long and lonely hours in front of my computer. Writing Java, HTML, even E-Mail, chat rooms, hyperlinks and more. Such a technological and ever advancing job it is; working at society’s golden age of computer technology. The net so powerful even I succumb to the many hours of website design. Alas, I am but an artist displaying my work for all of the world to see and read.
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Waters’ Reflection
see my reflection in the water full of fish they see my reflection as well
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Waterfall’s Fury
A waterfall surrounded by large rocks; who would dare to venture too close? Only to be swept away by the dangerous yet beautiful fury of rushing waters. I myself venture here. Alas, I merely sit among the rocks just beyond the water’s reach. So close to the rushing waters yet totally safe among the rocks. Still I am anything but safe; I am still left vulnerable to the rushing waters of life.
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Walk In The Woods
a walk through the woods along this old rocky road trees stand on both sides
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The World Today
I gaze into the endless field of grass. At tall mountains covered with green lush trees. I see rivers, ponds, and fields all within my back yard waiting for me to explore. Alas, I cannot. They’re building a freeway right through my yard.
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The Virtual Me
We’re so far away, but I am here to stay. It’s the virtual me. We’re always on-line at just the right time. We sit and we chat; typed messages lacking emotion travel this way and that. We shall never call or meet, send only E-Mail from our seats. How I long to kiss your lips and feel your touch. I cannot. It’s the virtual me; I don’t support that much.
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The Tree Of Life
If life were but a tree the world would finally be as one. Past generations leave their legendary mark among the branches; leaves as people, branches united and known to everyone. Bark surrounds their tiny world; respected and cherished by everyone. Eventually, people would die and fall away; their proud existence known to everyone.
