navagate

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    navagate

    ones thoughts run to a fro
    control of mind is to navagate
    cultivate and direct vibes
    peace and harmony come
    when we drink the song of a cultivated mind
    our thought s somehow unwind
    to hurt knowone in thought
    in this virtueouse way
    we become loved

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    hdmac commented on navagate

    08-29-2009

    Watch your spelling and capitalize the letters that begin your sentences.

    bjroach55

    08/29/2009

    Will diffidently do better next sometimes in a hurry to much so.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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