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Is there still a word limit to this thing? I hope not. I’ve got a lot to say. It’s been so long since I blogged you’ve all probably forgotten me so let me reintroduce myself.
My name’s Bluebiird but you can call me Blue however, if you ever say my name aloud I’ve decided that the second ‘i’ is silent (I say that because every time Sara says my email address it always sounds funny, so I’ve decided the second ‘i’ is silent ), I’m 21 years old and I’m just finishing my second of three years ...

I may have mentioned on occasion that even when I am away form the litnet I constantly compose and write these things, don’t often post them though obviopusly- anyway I have promised niamh I would dig this one out I think I wrote it in December January time.
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I want a wedding, No seriously I need to go to a wedding I love weddings. I love watching all the strange people that crawl off the sides of the family trees and catching ...

Trust times circles.
Know grass perfumes joy,
warm breezes linger in morning,
dance, and celebrate breathing.

Look and question less
never bore at naked colors.
Live change as the ocean-
when worry comes, embrace ferocious peace.

Being independent,
When you were thousands of miles away,

I picked up my books and pen again,
And return to innocence.

Live my life in imagination,
With the golden sunshine and golden barley,
With white lilies in my hand,
With my eye insight towards the far,
With my long hair going with the wind.

And wild child,
With dream as wing,
Stride firmly again.

My thoughts today... I am thinking about truth. What is truth? Do I know what is true? What to trust?

I know she is true, and her love is true, I know the soul is true, forever and eternal, regardless of how many worlds are called into creation and then annihlated, regardless of how many hearts are shattered; still the soul is within every apparent body, still the soul burns with the light of truth forever. Still the soul is insoluble and indestructible.

I know that ...