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Has lived a half life,25 yrs...clouded by ptsd. SO many thoughts,words swirl in my head and finally have some where to put them. |
Love comes softly
Washing gently like ocean waves...
You are the sweet torturous dream that my heart...
the whispers of my heart to yours...
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When we reach out to help others, human or animal, any small thing we do is joined by the actions of others. Just as it takes a single grain of sand to create a beautiful beach or desert,so our actions create Great Works and Big things are accomplished! |
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Words no matter how beautifully written have no impact till they are shared with others and felt in ones heart. |