~tasha~
Age: 125
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eshajam said:
Friends smile at you. They like your face. They want to be with you Any old place. Friends have fun with you. Friends share They’re glad when you’re happy When you’re sad, they care. If you’re a friend Then you care, too. That’s why your friends Are glad that you’re you!!!
~tasha~
Age: 125
6665 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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Do I have an old soul? Green doesn't match it-- color of inexperience more beautiful than mine. Enviable shades vine out from sidhe of old growth forests and edge away from natural dark to climb as ivy upon older walls that wends its way to windows with the slow, careful movement of a verdant thumb.
Leaf by leaf it draws itself into ancient limestone and leaks into windows a constant reminder of the wildness inside yourself and outside-- that can fight its way through concrete between the barest crack, and constantly returning when violently cut down. It will show itself, even through the monster in your eyes, blending in with others that shelter there.
Sometimes shadows dwell over the greener waters of that fountain; forever tempting, welling over to keep feeding the intangible, through tangible color void of form, that constant reminder of the wildness unnatural to tame.
~tasha~
Age: 125
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Total Posts: 47628
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With a soft breeze and showers tossed upon my face I take to the open road Clouds lazy about the vast abyss, blue smiles in its own perfection I inhale thick masses of grand knowledge, myself and my crown, the sun, it is mine, the trees, the people, this moment, it too is mine
All seems beautiful, and I follow myself, and I loose myself, in serenity; me, myself and mine, and I do miracles, I think, I am, I observe and I suffer And all above and all below in its best light, and the greens and the browns surrounding me in it’s best form which is simply its own existence
~tasha~
Age: 125
6665 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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My heart grows and grows As love flows Hapiness below And clean flossed teeth to show I want everyone to know That my heart grows and grows When you and I are under mistletoe.
My heart grows and grows But it's getting a bit slow It the size of a humongous crow But the love is started to be mowed I'll try to blow So my heart grows and grows Here is a little valentine bow.
My heart grows and grows I want everyone to know Life is very short and slow And now me and my love Are two new go's In the gates of Heaven.
