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| birdmad |
words are a currency, exchanged through eye or ear. who listens or reads sets the exchange rate who writes or speaks must sometimes worry about devaluation. |
040115 |
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| brain stew | i love you, whether you care or not...all or nothing; you had it all. | 040116 |
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| mon | this is beautiful | 040117 |
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| spoken |
my two cents are made of gold for what it's worth so i've been told lifes a silly crazy thing behold the wonders laugh and sing it's yours so mold it to your heart and if it's ugly sqish, restart my worlds like a ball of clay shaped a new with every day |
090415 |
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| In_Bloom | If ever you get to the point to want to speak these words to someone else then go ahead, feel better for yourself but realize it's not worth much to them and never would have been even if you'd spoken up earlier. | 090416 |