Unchosen

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  • Confusion

    Unchosen

    I began my day in complete dismay, the chosen weren't there, to do or dare. In angst I chose two paths,the wrong one ended,... when friends betray.

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    combatrider commented on Unchosen

    07-02-2009

    When I see what others say of others I can only wonder what did they endure when they were little, we may have helped if we knew. thanks for your words

    combatrider commented on Unchosen

    07-02-2009

    Fowler I must say you made my day I was unsure what I would say but with a little ......... I feel ok. Your words are yours to say what you will but I sneek and see what I hope to be real for me. Thanks

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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