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posted by
poet_prophetess
on April 26, 2011 at 10:32 PM
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So difficult it is when we realize that it was not what we thought it would be.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on April 26, 2011 at 6:33 PM
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Sinome
And now I feel sad but that was a brilliant translation of a passing fancy luv.
posted by
WileyJohn
on April 26, 2011 at 6:17 PM
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It sounds like love to me... brilliant poem though, I love your approach to this one
posted by
lionreign
on April 26, 2011 at 8:36 AM
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it must have been love
it
posted by
Tzippy
on April 26, 2011 at 1:14 AM
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Sad and sweet
posted by
calia14
on April 25, 2011 at 10:03 PM
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Sinome
w Thank you because its possible for love to come first, that is, independent of the egg love. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on April 25, 2011 at 9:26 PM
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this strikes such a note with me right now...
beautiful and poignant with truth.
posted by
Ciel
on April 25, 2011 at 9:14 PM
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So poignant and sad Sinome.
posted by
shobana
on April 25, 2011 at 9:09 PM
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best to keep it just as a memory though....I met up with an early
boyfriend the other year, When i was 17 he was ...well I was dazzled....then a life time later when I met him...he smelt.
posted by
Kabu
on April 25, 2011 at 9:08 PM
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very nice!
posted by
adnohr
on April 25, 2011 at 9:04 PM
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Nice work, Marta..
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on April 25, 2011 at 8:35 PM
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