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Flowing vibrantly and busy, life can become crazy blur. Nice one Calia.
posted by
yellowrose55
on June 11, 2009 at 10:59 PM
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Sounds exactly like life sometimes. Things are moving around so fast we don't even have time to process it!
posted by
NiteTide
on June 11, 2009 at 4:45 PM
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Wonderful snap shot of the power of movement. The brevity of words becomes what it is, and I can feel the wind rustling under my feathers.
posted by
jfm32
on June 9, 2009 at 6:03 PM
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Excellent Calia... :-)
posted by
Sinome
on June 7, 2009 at 1:34 PM
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I know that feeling.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on June 7, 2009 at 12:50 PM
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Calia
Yup – sometimes we just have to stop and breathe and breathe and breathe again…
posted by
Troosha
on June 7, 2009 at 9:48 AM
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It can be grabbing such as this poem! sam
posted by
sam444
on June 7, 2009 at 8:44 AM
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... heady stuff!
posted by
hardilaziz
on June 7, 2009 at 7:24 AM
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Beautiful!
posted by
Kayzzaman
on June 7, 2009 at 4:44 AM
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Windy indeed...
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on June 6, 2009 at 11:19 PM
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