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Post by Nolofinwë Oronrá on Oct 16, 2004 0:52:26 GMT 10
Peices of memory
Bits of memory Strewn about Just enough So I can't figure out What it was about
Memories from childhood All jumbled together None clear All confused So they don't make sense
I'm not the only one Some family does the same Forgets their childhood Wonders what happened All these things they said we did
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Post by ara46 on Oct 16, 2004 3:23:51 GMT 10
I love your poem.my compilments
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Post by Nolofinwë Oronrá on Oct 16, 2004 18:31:54 GMT 10
Thank you verry much:D
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Post by ara46 on Oct 17, 2004 5:48:46 GMT 10
your welcome.you have good talent.
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Post by Goldmoon on Dec 24, 2004 13:54:09 GMT 10
Hello Nolo. And what a nice poem here. Speaks of growing up and things we've all learned in time. How to have fun and enjoy things. Your first stanza rhymed but after that you seemed to have lost that a little. didn't hurt the poem at all, but left out that charism. Nice poem indeed!
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