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Tuesday, November 25, 2008

An Angel Without The Wings

Born one special day she had nothing to say. at the young age of five while playing along her delicate dress caught by a whisk from a wild bad flame. this little life saved, they said by the miracle of prayer. her whole life lived with unmemorable, embarrassing scares but she never complained. never... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

try this

WRITTEN BY A 15 year Old SCHOOL KID IN ARIZONA: New Pledge of Allegiance (TOTALLY AWESOME)! Since the Pledge of Allegiance And The Lord's Prayer Are not allowed in most Public schools anymore Because the word 'God' is mentioned... A kid in Arizona wrote the attached NEW School prayer: Now I sit me... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 12, 2008

WANTED POWER

LIFE IS BUT A VISION OF WANTED POWER OF HOW IT WAS OF HOW IT IS OR HOW IT COULD BE OR, OF HOW IT WILL BE. LIFE IS BUT A VISION OF WANTED POWER OF HOW IT IS OF HOW IT SHOULD BE OF HOW IT COULD BE OR, OF HOW IT WILL BE. LIFE IS BUT A VISION OF WANTED POWER FOR WHAT IT GIVES FOR WHAT IT SHOULD BE... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

It's a rap

there were some scenes of sentiment men, women and children would cry, and in those scenes of violence those men, women, and children would die. those background, unavoided words, repeated "roll'em, action, cut, quite!" again and again, and in between much laughter shared within this hardworking... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 9, 2008

My first trip (part 2)

As we traveled I could see, out from the window, lots of kids like me, the thing different about them was that the boys were not wearing shirts, but all of them were not wearing any shoes, but that didn't seem to bother them, because they still ran on the dirt and rocks, and I thought to myself "why... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 8, 2008

My first trip (part one)

One busy rainy day I stood at the doorway holding my two small bags of luggage, just waiting very patiently for my parents with their last minute things they needed to have done for us to go on our trip. It was Christmas time and everyone was already buying his or her Christmas trees except for us.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

MY SPECIAL UNCLE

THOUGH MANY WORDS HE CANNOT READ HE LOVES IT, WHEN I READ TO HIM. WE'LL COUNT FROM ONE TO TEN BUT, ONLY IN A SEQUENCE. AS FOR THOSE ABC'S WELL, IN ORDER AND ONLY SUNG. WE PLAY INDOORS WITH PLAY DOUGH OUTDOORS WE'LL MAKE MUD PIES. WE'LL RUN, JUMP AND FALL WE'LL EVEN DO, SOME FUNNY SUMMERSAULTS. DAY... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 3, 2008

THE UNFORGOTTEN

THAT DAILY KISS UPON MY FOREHEAD SOMEHOW GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN_ THOSE WORDS OF WISDOM ALWAYS SPOKEN AND NOTICED THROUGHTOUT MY DAY_ THAT FEELING OF GENTLE HANDS REFLECTED WITHIN THIS FLESH OF MINE_ THOSE HOME COOKED MEALS MOUTH WATERING ONCE RECALLED_ WHILE RUSHING AND RUNNING LATE A SNIFF OF THAT... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 2, 2008

Unheard Silence

An index finger upon her lips for that 3 year-old while sitting on the bench one Sunday morning_ Through those sudden approaching tip-toe walks defining silence to surprise_ The attraction of a beautiful graceful butterfly passing us by_ A grassless dirt sight, of trailing hard working ants... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 31, 2008

MAGIC?

WALKING THROUGH AN OPEN LADDER. A BLACK CAT CROSSES YOUR PATH. A BROKEN MIRROR. BAD LUCK ALL OF A SUDDEN! WHAT DOES ALL THIS REALLY MEAN? ACTIONS TAKING CONTROL OF ONES' LIFE. ARE WE, FROM TIME TO TIME, PREDICTING ON ANOTHER'S LIFE? HOW IS IT THAT WE CAN TELL THE FUTURE? OF COURSE SOME OF US TEND TO... Sign in to see full entry.

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My Special Child You are my child of special needs. A child of smiles and laughter with innocence, but yet with fear from ignorance_ Some fear of laughter from his peers this causes him pain without the tears. My specail child of special needs he's so sincere in every way and, every day_ He may not be as bright as all_ but tries his hardest not to fall_ He also makes his life complete within that happiness as he succeeds_ He'll always have these open arms with warmth from sibling and all his friends_ This is my child of special needs.

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