Nostalgia

I look upon this weary ground as my bare foot touches the holy soil why is this? We no longer bound we love ourselves… and we became foils some fight for money, some fight for glory but I will always fight for memento mori
-------------------- 6th place in the contest, A Nature Verse by John Freeman
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
September 21, 2011 at 2:22 PM
Congratulations on your win in the contest of Moses "A Nature Verse" Sami. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 12:29 PM
Congratulations on the win in the contest of John, Sami
Taylor Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 10:56 PM
Congrats on your win, Sami. Nice going. Ralph
Freeman Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 4:33 PM
Sami, thanks for taking the time to offer your memorable verse, the honor was mine in reading this worthy Verse entry. Agape, Moses.
Helbaoui Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 5:09 PM
Thanks for the ranking! :D I didn't think I was even going get a placement... i was about to remove it from the contest :P
Quigley Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 2:52 PM
Congratulations on your win Sami
Helbaoui Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 5:06 PM
i won?! :O i thought that i wasn't following the contest's rules :P thanks a lot!
Smith Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 9:29 AM
You are headed for a momento gory. Hope not. There are great goals to fight for, especially in Syria.
Helbaoui Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 5:06 PM
wait what does momento gory mean?! :P
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