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She was nine swinging with prayers but when nineteen found her she had left the playground far behind only to return with a new recruit at twenty nine she forgot how to pray as she lived in delusions that drooled on the windowsill framing a nightmare at thirty nine she rediscovered the prayer of life that was always within shes forty now playing in the elements and swinging poems off stars

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Date: 6/6/2010 6:53:00 AM
What a unique way of writing about yourself, Jayne :) really enjoyed how it comes full circle and your last line is such a true gem--enjoyed this very much! thanks as well for the wonderful comments! --nikko :)
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Date: 6/6/2010 6:32:00 AM
It reads like a Bio Jayne, sad but beautiful >> James
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