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ContentmentA Poem by Kwiksie IfedioraWe all should have her. |
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The Parable of the Content ManA Story by Brenden TaylorAn original parable that explores the attitude of contentment. |
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MistA Poem by poeticsafariThings sometime are covered |
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ContentmentA Poem by Zach KnoxI hold everyonein contemptBut yet,I am exempt.Past feelings awakein a dream;I wake in a scream.And these urges havebegun to surgeIf only I find the co.. |
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Changing Aura's: Mid-life CrisisA Poem by Rose MasenI'm too young, too inexperienced.All of this stress is really an inconvenience.My mind is scattered, thoughts running looselyI feel frozen yet in over.. |
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A Life on StiltsA Poem by Chris ZA life on stilts, A life below You feel so far from everyone, Always looking at those above, So distant So belittling B.. |
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This Heart of MineA Poem by Kenny Njust something i made up on the spot. |
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ContentmentA Poem by CreativemamaContentment Thanks for food on my table. Not everyone is able To gorge themselves, With more food on shelves. Gratitude for my loved ones. .. |
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with my head in the sandA Poem by aliencontent |
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Re-publication of "The Cremation of Sam McGee"A Poem by Jay SteitlerContributing one of my favorite classic poems. Very pertinent for the record arctic blast about to befall part of the nation! Definitely NOT my work, .. |
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Florida Hammock WeatherA Poem by PlantGluerNot too hot, not too cold. It's that time of season, for you to be jealous. |
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Someone SpecialA Poem by Carnation~ to the me I wish to be |
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Back Home, My HeartA Poem by Nicholas Antonio YoungI love all of you |
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RememberA Story by k.victoriaI won’t remember today. In twenty years, five years, a year. It will be gone. I won’t remember the wind chimes, or the laughs from the c.. |
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The Invasive Maneuver of Reading BooksA Poem by kera moondustI read a book about cancer patients and couldn't help but think of you... I'm sorry. |
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what's my nameA Poem by Shirlenafrozen moments to reconcile obtain some of which parentage couldn’t produce never a set of deuces…just one another some.. |
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Working on NothingA Poem by Rose BlackContent was something You could rarely achieve. Never mind anything Better than that. |
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