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LEARNING TO READ BETWEEN THE LINES

...................you are what you want

Created on 2003-04-23 14:59:38 (#1021427), last updated 2005-12-20

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Name:	They called me the hyacinth girl.
Birthdate:	07-20
Location:	tinton falls
Website:	hives

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AKA

_____hives. AFRAID IS MUCH BETTER THAN A FALSE FOREVER

♥TARYNMELISSA♥
a·nom·a·ly:
1. deviation or departure from the normal or common order, form, or rule.
2. one that is peculiar, irregular, abnormal, or difficult to classify.

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JIGSAWYOUTH
i dont know wha
t this means to
an yone, only w
hat it means to
me. s tanding p
roud an d sayin
g "i don't know
who i am, i wan
na know more, i
am not afraid t
o say THINGS MATTER TO ME

♥TS ELIOT♥

MARINA

Quis hic locus, quae regio, quae mundi plaga?
 
What seas what shores what grey rocks and what islands 
What water lapping the bow 
And scent of pine and the woodthrush singing through the fog 
What images return 
O my daughter.

Those who sharpen the tooth of the dog, meaning 
Death 
Those who glitter with the glory of the hummingbird, meaning 
Death 
Those who sit in the sty of contentment, meaning 
Death 
Those who suffer the ecstasy of the animals, meaning 
Death

Are become insubstantial, reduced by a wind, 
A breath of pine, and the woodsong fog 
By this grace dissolved in place

What is this face, less clear and clearer 
The pulse in the arm, less strong and stronger-- 
Given or lent? more distant than stars and nearer than the eye 
Whispers and small laughter between leaves and hurrying feet 
Under sleep, where all the waters meet.

Bowsprit cracked with ice and paint cracked with heat. 
I made this, I have forgotten 
And remember. 
The rigging weak and the canvas rotten 
Between one June and another September. 
Made this unknowing, half conscious, unknown, my own. 
The garboard strake leaks, the seams need caulking. 
This form, this face, this life 
Living to live in a world of time beyond me; let me 
Resign my life for this life, my speech for that unspoken, 
The awakened, lips parted, the hope, the new ships.

What seas what shores what granite islands towards my timbers 
And woodthrush calling through the fog 
My daughter.

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