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lifeafter50forwomen.com
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| | | | | A field of red poppies is A reminder of blood spilled Innocent die when a conflict Erupts between two countries For land, for power or for gain The losers are always the innocents There are no winners in any war For the loss of live can never be justified Sacrificing many to gain a little... | |
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lifeafter50forwomen.com
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| | | | | We have lost the key that opens Locked doors of sensitivity and care Our concern is just centered upon us It's just me.... me ...... and only me! When we need sympathy, we expect others To give us a shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold But when others are in trouble, we don't... | |
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wordsinthelight.com
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| | | | | Dear friends and readers, I thought this was absolutely brilliant from Frederic of F.G.M Words In The Light, brilliant words, brilliant colour, makes for a brilliant day. | |
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gerihahn.com
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| | | Cleaning my studio and taking a break to draw while listening to LCD Soundsystem's "Daft Punk is Playing at My House, My House" | ||
