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                You just get better and better.
  What imagry presented itself to me as I read your well-crafted words.  
                
                    posted by
                    TAPS.
                     on May 19, 2010 at 7:21 AM
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                Many people have wondered if the feeling was mutual.  
                
                    posted by
                    FormerStudentIntern
                     on May 18, 2010 at 4:33 PM
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                    posted by
                    hazel_st_cricket
                     on May 18, 2010 at 1:51 PM
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                    lovely
                
                but so sad xoxoxox  
                
                    posted by
                    lionreign
                     on May 18, 2010 at 6:58 AM
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                    Sinome
                
                M It happens love. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst
  
                
                    posted by
                    BC-A
                     on May 18, 2010 at 6:34 AM
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                You have woven feeling into this Simone and memory. It feels real so it is good work.  
                
                    posted by
                    C_C_T
                     on May 17, 2010 at 11:07 PM
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                    Sinome
                
                Love itself can sometimes be as tumultuous as a raging storm...

  
                
                    posted by
                    Nautikos
                     on May 17, 2010 at 8:00 PM
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                    I am always surprised even though I come here expecting 
                
                wonderful poetry to find that it continues to delight, indeed Wiley is right...you turn thunder and storms into sunshine for us all.  
                
                    posted by
                    Kabu
                     on May 17, 2010 at 7:32 PM
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                    Sinome
                
                You always can turn the rain to sunshine, thunder becomes the sound of a gentle drummer, you are able to orchestrate such sound and colour with words.Bravo
  
                
                    posted by
                    WileyJohn
                     on May 17, 2010 at 7:03 PM
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                    Sinome
                
                Do you have a poetry book published? Will you be publishing one? Your work is so real and so beautifully done. 
  
                
                    posted by
                    Justi
                     on May 17, 2010 at 6:51 PM
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                Sinome, bravo!  frankly i am beginning to believe that the things that we say aren't real, actually are.  i think the power of these verses supercedes whatever wetness might come between two lost lovers, the clawing physical passion which leaves boredom and wanderlust in its wake.  i think your love unfulfilled is so much more.  it's an idea, he's an idea, you're an idea, and cannot be killed.  
                
                    posted by
                    dsm_tchr
                     on May 17, 2010 at 6:41 PM
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                Such poignant imagery Sinome, I loved it. I'm sure amidst the rain and the thunderstorm you will be missed. Thank you for the visit .
    
                
                    posted by
                    shobana
                     on May 17, 2010 at 4:31 PM
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