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A small poem: "Who knows what the sands of time have in store for those who dream of haveing so much more, we all are just like grains of sand or leaves blowing in the breeze never really knowing ourtrue destinys ." - Curtis Marcott ......swoon

Posted by: Selena Mordeth Tue Aug 30, 2005 @ 06:07pm

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Commented on: Wed Aug 31, 2005 @ 05:52pm


	Not to be negative, but the poet sounds indecisive the time he composed the short script, I feel he might have felt some anguish as well. A sense of lost meaning in his life, and the lives he saw others in. His confessions do not mean anything to me, for he should keep thy pity to thy self.

Commented on: Fri Sep 02, 2005 @ 12:43am


	LOL, amazingly enough you just about did describe the poet, he is very indecisive.

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