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Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: some were over the rainbow
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Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: some were over the rainbow
Posts: 552
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old poem by ?
Tis true my form is something odd,
But blaming me is blaming God;
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.
If I could reach from pole to pole
Or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul;
The mind's the standard of the man.
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the light connects the many stars, and through the web they think as one, like god the universe we learn about our self's, the light and warmth connect us, the distance & darkness keep us apart
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vini
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