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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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Debbie Guzzi

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