| 139 Square Miles of Misery | 
| I was going to put clever captions under these photos like "who lived there?" and so on but I think that would cheapen it.  I don't profess to be an expert on the Gaza strip, I'm not.  But I... Posted by  on Sun, 04 Jan 2009 16:10:00 GMT
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| finished | 
| Horizons come and go,I still have nothing to showI've thrown stones and I've broken bonesNights are comming quicker,I don't know whyLights begin to flicker,I can see the skySearching for the lightSear... Posted by  on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 17:54:00 GMT
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| Seasons | 
| Autumn come she will  When leaves are fell and crisp  And brown with time     Autumn come she will  When winds blow and whistle   Through the leafless trees      Autumn come she will  When ... Posted by  on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 06:41:00 GMT
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| Darkness | 
| Darkness:    Sitting in the darkness  In the dead of night The light of the street lamp comes filtering in.   My pencil scratches at my page  But in the morning the hand will look different  The past ... Posted by  on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 05:46:00 GMT
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| Random | 
| Your life is like a completed crossword  Ups and downs, a 4 letter word, beginning with L  Your life is like a painting  Fine pencil lines guide the paint upon the canvas  Your life is like a poem  Wi... Posted by  on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 04:28:00 GMT
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| Travellers | 
| A pair of magpies sit in jest 1 for sorrow and 2 for joyA long a winding roadRuns from east to westA lonely traveller doest know His destination yetAn old man points him in The right directionWith a w... Posted by  on Sun, 07 Dec 2008 08:42:00 GMT
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| Silhouette | 
| SilhouetteSilhouette's better than a shadowFriends better than a foeA half truth's better than a lieCunning sounds better than slyHello sounds better than GoodbyeI just wanna curl up and dieI really d... Posted by  on Fri, 31 Oct 2008 15:07:00 GMT
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| Story of Stuff | 
| http://www.storyofstuff.com/See what you think of that. Posted by  on Fri, 31 Oct 2008 07:38:00 GMT
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| When The World Is Quiet | 
| When the world is quiet, silent and stillOut they come, they scurry at will The mind wanders, trips and stumbles upon its thoughtsA grand arcade of epic, gigantic possibility The pompous dalliance wit... Posted by  on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 19:40:00 GMT
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| The Sea and The Sand | 
| The sands of time flow like a writhing river, you're just  a grain of sand on the beach of life.The wondering waves roll ever up the beach of life, you're just a drop in the ocean but t... Posted by  on Sun, 18 May 2008 14:30:00 GMT
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