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  1. Trouble with my little girl

    I have a 9 year old daughter that is what I call high needs. I’ve never known another child like this. She is very brilliant and excels in her school work. She is compassionate and empathetic and will often cry about another person’s situation. She is organized, punctual, mindful of the rules, and holds everyone to a high standard without being judgmental. At the same time she lacks self control, has emotional swings, becomes overwhelmed by change, is overly concerned with appearances and fitting ...
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  2. Deaths Song

    Deaths Song

    A rose drop
    reflected in glass
    where visions dance
    with the soft touch
    of moth wings
    powered and faultering
    firefly light
    a first spark
    each eye blinking
    alternatively

    Breathe softly
    lips upon gentle petals
    a flavor on the tongue
    sweetest of nectar

    Snow blossoms
    unfurl in a show
    of crimson
    heat against the cold
    wind serenading
    ...

    Updated 08-20-2008 at 08:11 PM by Dark Muse

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  3. The Swearing Man & His Dog

    by , 05-09-2008 at 02:36 AM (Kiz_Paws Bag Of Trix)
    Today when I walked my dog, I witnessed a playful young dog bounding in the field with reckless abandon. Not an unusual sight at all in my part of the world. Pepper and I continued walking down the path, when a man bolted through the bushes -- looked left, looked right -- then bolted across our path and into the field. Hollering "Daisy, get here right now!"

    Daisy had apparently not kept by the man's side.

    When Daisy got to the man, he screamed "who ...
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  4. Alyssa lies

    by , 05-08-2008 at 09:52 PM (My Blog...How original.)
    My little girl met a new friend,
    just the other day,
    on the playground at school
    between the tires and the swings

    But she came home with tear-filled eyes,
    and she said to me "Daddy, Alyssa lies"

    Well I just brushed it off at first,
    'cause I didn't know how much my little girl had been hurt
    or the things she had seen.
    I wasn't ready when I said "You can tell me"

    and she said...
    ...
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  5. Task #4

    *dejectedly* Shall we try something easier?
    How about we all just start a thread?
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