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Beautiful and haunting
and a memory of something long ago. A wish unfulfilled and what a lucky thing for me it was.
posted by
skye08
on February 22, 2010 at 7:14 PM
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Many have come to this realization after it was all over.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on February 21, 2010 at 2:34 PM
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this was so deep and almost questioning as if to yourself. What form does love take anyway only that we know when it is there or when it is not. do you feel better now it is re written and does it speak truth. I loved the piece anyhow. thanks for sharing
posted by
spiderfly
on February 21, 2010 at 11:50 AM
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Mystery ~
we often do not recognize that love has many forms that touch us unaware!
posted by
merkie
on February 21, 2010 at 9:27 AM
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Marta
A mastrpiece, and the entire gist of the poem is compressed in one line that simply stands out: "
I sinned by offering you water that could have never satiated your thirst." 
xoxoxo
posted by
anib
on February 21, 2010 at 4:59 AM
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Excellent...
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on February 20, 2010 at 8:44 PM
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