(1) Meet: You, Me, Her.

Frozen ground waltz; Youths, we hang out.

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Born This Way.

Be comfortable, be yourself.

Act, not on obligation. Act, not of rash emotions. 

Act, because you want to, because it is best to.

 Don't let anyone change who you are, don't let anyone decide who you are to be.

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“There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have a feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well. So I take the memories as they come, accepting them all, letting them guide me whenever I can.”  - John Tyree

Looking Back;

2 and an actuation;

Given the option, would you have done the same? I would.

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The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

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Will it?

Of Awkward Unions.

Being comfortable, being who you are. That's all that's important (:

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"Do we shake hands?"

Twin flights, lines that almost coincide.

 

Auf Wiedersehen.

First of many see-you-agains;

“A farewell is necessary before we can meet again, and meeting again, after moments or a lifetime is certain for those who are friends.”

Foul Weathered Friend.

Awkward much? Nope!

Jack and Jill went up the hill, to fetch a pail of water.

But Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came tumbling after.

But Jack the man did what he can, to patch things up and set things straight,

He helped Jill up, brought them home, only then did he mend his head.

Bonds, forged between the chummiest of friends.

A helping hand, a listening ear. All that's needed to save them tears.

We all have our friends. Thanks for being mine.

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17Degree Warmth.

You, making the great days greater;

How much it takes before one realizes that nothing done could possibly relieve the pain, or ever nullify and make good the sorrow afflicted. &&how much it takes before one realizes, in the rush and flurry of emotions, that life is ever so fleeting, so precious. Not a come and go, not a drive by. So live, and let live. Feel not the pain, but savor the joy. Live in the moment, cherish, and love.

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Holding hands is a promise to one another that, for just a moment,
the two of you don’t have to face the world alone;

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Two Makes A Pair;

Write about the last piece of something, and the two people who want it;

One and one makes two.

What is, the cost of a simple greeting?
What is, the cost of  a lengthy catch-up conversation?
What is, the cost of a listening ear when in need?
What is, the cost of a day of your time?

What is, the cost of your smile?

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I had you living life like you should,
You say you never had it so good.
(So Good - B.O.B)

Get By, Goodbye.

Tomorrow, it's surprises;

To lead;

Where then, is the line drawn? That we absolve ourselves from the weighty responsibility, to say that all means had been exhausted, that the situation, escalated beyond individual control. One bar, brother. Some choose to say, "just" one bar.

To overcome;

Our fears, our paranoia. The very parasite that lives within our heads, and tells us that "we're just not good enough", that we are not competent, nor do we fit the bill that we are expected to deliver.

And excel we must. Not a "could", but a "must".

It is our choice to choose to be thankful, it is our choice to choose to rejoice at the silver lining in the dark clouds during the storm. It is our choice to smile.

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Everybody's got a dark side, do you love me, can you love mine?

(Dark Side - Kelly Clarkson)

The Drama Princess.

Water tight integrity;

 Sealed without a flaw, impermeable to leaks.

 Impervious to external influence, holding no traces of past cracks.

Or is it?

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Floors Up, 47.

Home is not a country, but of places, and of people;

Departure, eminent.
Meaning does mean more, than when one grasps its essence, and lives in the moment.

Home, not of the country, but of the places, and of the people.

Of the many kindred spirits. Of the bonds forged. Lasting or otherwise fleeting. Entrances and introductions into our lives. People met, fun had.

Loving every moment of it (;

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Reasons To Be Happy.

The hundred reasons to cry, and the thousand reasons to smile;

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That Unexplainable Feeling.

Anguish, one of the many colors in our palettes that make us human;

Just another of the robots;

That in this day and time, said it is that characters and qualities that are seemingly able to work above emotions and exhaustion are valued. What then, left of humanity. And the things that set us apart from voltage driven scraps of metal?

Whatever happened to all the altruistic beliefs;
Dog-eat-dog, rat-eat-rat, human-kill-human.
Who survives?

 And who'll change all of this?

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Bonded by names, bonded by emotions. It's mutual.

#Drop Your Worries.

And smile.

Regardless the circumstance.

Regardless the situation.

Because we all deserve to.

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We may only have tonight,
But til the morning sun you're mine, all mine.
Play the music low,
and sway to the rhythm of love;
#plainwhitetees.

Forever, and ever.

Happy Mother's Day.

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Traces; We Never Started.

What would you rewrite, if given the option?

We do choose how we shall live: 

With purpose or adrift, 

With joy or hopelessness, 

With hope or despair,

With humor or with sadness, 

With a positive or negative outlook, 

With pride or shame, 

With inspiration or defeat, 

With honor or dishonor. 

We decide what makes us significant or insignificant. And we make it count.

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The Conflicted;

Soliloquy. Aye, but for whose ears?

Give me a pair of rose-tinted glasses;

Paint me a cheery picture.

Branch, rope or outreached hand;

Save me from this quagmire.

Because it's hard to pick yourself up, when things go awry,
Because it's hard to carry on, feeling what you set out not to;
To be conflicted.

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##Don't say it if you don't mean it.

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Do That Thing You Do.

Time worth spending, is time not wasted;

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T(103). Spare me the Strike;

You there. Yes, you.
The only one whom I don't mind losing to;

What's there to win, when there's you?

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Tomorrow: Always a better day. (;

Everyone wants happiness, no one wants pain, 

but you can't have a rainbow without a little rain.

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Thanks, Anyway.

The only "good enough";