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| 2006/8/6
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What is being taught at present by most christians, will not gain an Inheritance. -
Zanda
| 2006/8/7
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First compare;Are we unaware;This brings the want.Hear what we sing;We tell of a thing,Complex in nature,In every creature.The more we see of this earth;The more we realize our worth,And why our birth.Everyone is special in their own way;Everyone diffe... -
Zanda
| 2012/10/2
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A Poem of Mourning, for those Sore within -
Zanda
| 2016/8/25
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Some people are so hurt, they've learned to be inert. -
Zanda
| 2016/8/31
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Lifting our voices as one, with a unified song. -
Zanda
| 2006/8/7
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People say, "Where is the Way?"Here is a path,Oh so clear;No longer have fear,It makes us unclear.Then we will missteer;End up unaware;If we care,To dare,It's always there.Right From the start,We are taught the truth;Right back to the start of our yout... -
Zanda
| 2008/11/13
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A poem given for something written, it may show some insight, if we spend the time to look in light. -
Zanda
| 2006/8/5
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A Parable of the seed taken into gardening as poetry... -
Zanda
| 2017/7/14
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Every energy can be rearranged, to make it not a strain. -
Zanda
| 2006/8/7
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In England pure and green;The most beautiful place we'd ever have seen.On misty nights,With rainbows of sight,A bird took flight,And from that place he flew that night,A child watched in pure delight,And thought what might've been in sight.For in that ... -
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| 2006/8/7
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Dreams have meaning to them, and all parts have references -
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| 2012/7/29
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Life is a journey with many knocks, a poem to be unfailing in love; no matter what the shove. -
Zanda
| 2006/8/7
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We think we can hide,From when we have lied;Don't we think people have tried?What happened when they've died,And brought up and tried?Could they then hide,From all that they had been,And All that they had seen?How could we have been so mean; So green."...
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