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Post by whiterosebliss on Aug 4, 2008 17:53:57 GMT -5
About crowded streets and really close neighbors, they make me feel busy bodied and nervous at times. Like having to be "on guard" (like touche rabbit) and always ready for anything. Yet there are times that I feel excited and my emotions just tingle throughout my body. But, can we just find a city to call our own. Where we can be free to speak our peace and mind. Where we can walk, like freedoms in our hands. Where we can take a deep breathe and feel at ease. Despite all those surrounding sounds, we can still listen and hear such rythmn from our hearts. So if you hear the whistling winds blow, you know by the soft tone that's where we long to be. Within the blue stream, there is a place to call home. Somewhere our warmest hues can shine through, a city to call our own....
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Post by Hermit on Aug 5, 2008 7:36:33 GMT -5
I really liked this one. Sweet and hopeful. Thanks for sharing.
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