hello Noids where have you been its cold again and back you are to taunt me in my dreams. its xmas so lets all be merry and tell the Noids to get the ferry and sail to where we cannot see or hear their songs of misery yeh Xmas tinges all our pages drawings twinkle as temper rages Noids are not for... Sign in to see full entry.
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Poetry is about expression of thought. Sometimes the best work is the kind of stuff that just leaps up from within our soul. I write a lot about the murky splurge...This defines a place where we are are given the freedom to bare our souls in word but understand it is between the lines where most truth resides, In a world which has an abundance of love for all to share there is a whirlwind stirring. these words come out of a storm, but reader of my blog, please see although we write about many things, we may just mean another...well that is what the villagers said..... have fun.
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