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Discern,Discover,Espy

Isolated,insular, I Forlorn,help,help my cry. Desolate,deserted,decrepit Almost ready to die Isolated,insular, I Tired and timid Heart frozen and frigid A sigh of me,mine & my Isolated,insular,I Looking in ,not out Within and not about; Help,help,help ..my cry Isolated,insular,I

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Date: 3/6/2009 5:47:00 AM
Sad Brian, I always want you to use more words, to show and stop teaching, but I am sorry for your pain. I have gotten myself out of the bog this "I" is in. It took leaving the keyboard, making a list of my fears and confronting them. 1) was getting out of the dern comp room 2) getting out of the house alone 3) getting out of the town by car alone..I know your following me (soft smile). Congrads! Light & Love
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