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My "share of fate" has been both positive and negative throughout my life. I guess that's why they sometimes say you've got to take the bad with the good. 
posted by
JimmyA
on January 31, 2013 at 1:45 PM
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I am with Bill! And, did you mean monger by any chance? I didn't think you meant cur (but, cur might work for your poem's title, too)! sam 
posted by
sam444
on January 28, 2013 at 4:43 PM
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Katray2
HFear’s like black light. We see things like florescent. Our minds illuminate them love. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on January 26, 2013 at 9:25 PM
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A poem that is making me think.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on January 26, 2013 at 12:26 PM
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I love this sentiment and I may not enjoy watching physical beauty fade
with age but I like who I am.
posted by
Kabu
on January 26, 2013 at 10:18 AM
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well I don't like looking in the mirror Ray, but I liked the clarity of the poem. Nice to have you back
posted by
C_C_T
on January 26, 2013 at 8:38 AM
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