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hello
I am intrigue by your writing but mostly by your name, Especially being a male. I have a son that has the same. He has been taunted, here in the U.S. since most caucasian, call their daughters ARIEL. He will be eighteen on aug.26. He is currently in basic training for the army. I will have to show him your artistic quality when he gets back, but most of all so he can learn, that he is not the only male, with that heavenly name.
posted by
araceli
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August 16, 2007
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Poignant
Succint and eloquent......
posted by
nemonemo
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July 19, 2007
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The emotion of the situation is well-wrapped in ur words
posted by
Straightforward
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April 27, 2007
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Wow
The scene, the emotion, the hopelessness all capured!
posted by
Troosha
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April 13, 2007
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heart rending indeed.
Poetry between bars.
posted by
marieclaire66
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March 15, 2007
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Well said
Several years ago, I visited my father in a max. security prison. That was one of the most awkward experiences I've ever had. All these emotions flying about the room, some of them unidentifiable, and very few knew how to react to them. It was, indeed, a silent room.
posted by
Helen_Bach
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March 11, 2007
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Good opening line - any of us could be there.
The drama of humanity goes on and on.
posted by
Antonionioni
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March 10, 2007
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you paint a vivid picture here..I can smell the cold steel and locked down prison air..
posted by
OTA.
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March 10, 2007
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