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Stocking fire,
my hands were burned,
you smiled
afterwards,
meanwhile, the agony
was beautiful hurt.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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But I being poor have only my dreams, I have spread my dreams under your feet, tread softly, because you tread on my dreams... - William Butler Yeats
all the pretty things & all the shitty things
brain cells that make some sense.
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Celluloid Trances
poetry by j matthew waters
Dailys
The little and large things making my life delicious!
Poems From The Pirate In My Soul
Writeography by Steven Baird
Living: All Day Every Day: Then Chattering About It
Don’t Look at the Dragons!
Breaking bad habits creating good ones with positive energy
Welcome to my eyesite
Spiritual knowledge
Random Ramblings and Reviews from Trent P. McDonald
Becky Ross Michael: an author's blog
this blog provides conceptual background and explanatory notes to book contents
But I being poor have only my dreams, I have spread my dreams under your feet, tread softly, because you tread on my dreams... - William Butler Yeats
Ouch! Been there 🙂
Model is my DIL’s doppleganger!
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Ah, what a coincidence! Yes, I think more than a few of us have been in that situation 🙂
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Part of the ride I say part of the ride!
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That’s the spirit 😀
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Always 🙂
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True! 🙂
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🙂
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:-))
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Delightful
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I’m so glad you liked it Luisa.
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🌷❤
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Ah.. Beautiful!❤️
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Thanks Richa, glad you experienced it that way.
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Love the poem and love the picture
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Thank you 🙂
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beautiful hurt, a phrase to remember
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Thank you Gina, glad it is memorable.
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Nice one, Paul!
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Thank you Winnie.
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Great poem💖
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Many thanks 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Much appreciated Charles 🙂
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My pleasure, Paul! I really identified with this! Knowing what the price will be ahead of time but willing to exchange it for even temporary bliss! Bellissimo, My Friend!
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Ah, yes indeed, that I understand.
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Lovely poem!
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Thank you Antonia.
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