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[sid] => 183714
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => native language
[time] => 2016-11-02 21:25:52
[hometext] => Life is the continuous adjustment of internal relations to external relations.~Herbert Spencer
[bodytext] => thought
not speak
star-shaped
pegs and
pages
carved
out life
mind savage
pretty internal
it/'/s
a flowing
path
it/'/s
loose
it/'/s
caught
it/'/s
now
un-edited.
[comments] => 3
[counter] => 572
[topic] => 73
[informant] => ming
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
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[score] => 0
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[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => abstract
)
native language
Contributed by
ming
on
Wednesday, 2nd November 2016 @ 09:25:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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thought
not speak
star-shaped
pegs and
pages
carved
out life
mind savage
pretty internal
it/'/s
a flowing
path
it/'/s
loose
it/'/s
caught
it/'/s
now
un-edited.
Copyright ©
ming
... [
2016-11-02 21:25:52] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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Re: native language
(User Rating: 1 ) by Invierno on
Sunday, 6th November 2016 @ 09:09:10 AM AEST (User
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Life is unedited.
Takes a while for that to sink in with us. It has with you.
Invierno |
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Re: native language
(User Rating: 1 ) by duff on
Tuesday, 8th November 2016 @ 08:07:45 PM AEST (User
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Thought provocative accompanied by multiple directions you can choose to take. Its always better coming back for seconds. Awesome |
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Re: native language
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Saturday, 12th November 2016 @ 02:39:03 PM AEST (User
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Life gives us pens, pencils and brushes--but no erasers.
forward motion--but no reverse.
Though we morph at will we still leave tracks in the cosmos, and though we dilute, a measure of us is still there.
It is indeed --a flowing path--and we are the flow.
This deserves a second read to investigate the layers of change and rhythm. A worthy dance!
softer ware
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