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Just to make sure that there isn't any confusion,
I feel that I must make this public declaration:
Samara is and always will be My Girl.
My Girl is my term of endearment for Samara,
because she's enhanced so much of my world.
I have had many cherished moments with My Girl
that otherwise would have been spent depressed very deeply,
until that day when Samara and I met at a pub called The Levee.
I was there drinking away all my miseries,
when My Girl Samara appeared out of nowhere and saved me.
My Girl has a way of making even the biggest nobody
feel as if they were truly somebody,
and that's what My Girl did for me.
Samara is NOT my girlfriend, ex girlfriend, wife or ex wife,
My Girl is just plain and simply, sincerely and truthfully,
The Best Friend I Have Ever Had In My Life,
who is currently fighting the fight of her life.
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I wish, at this present moment I could be with you.
but I will watch you in the darkness,
and show you my love will see you through.
When the bad dreams wake you crying,
I'll show you all my love for you can do,
All My Love For You Can Do.
I will watch you through the night,
hold you in my arms,
give you dreams where no one will be.
I will watch through the dark,
until the morning comes,
and my love will take you,
through the night to see,
All My Love Showing You All My Love For You Can Be.
I will guard you with my bright wings,
and stay until your heart learns to see,
All My Love For You Can Be,
Your Guardian Angel, YourKidster, Billy,
Now And Always And On Into Eternity,
You and Me Baby
Dedicate to My Samara,
aka, TheSamonster,
The Crusher Of Everything And Anything Cancer.
Never A Quitter, Always A Fighter.
Everyone Who Meets Her Can't Help But Immediately Love Her.
but no words of mine could ever fully truly express the bond I have with her.
Samara: "Opening the thimbles under the waxing moon, you'll wish it was waning in clock town's too soon."
Samael: "Over the mountain and through the woods to grandmother's house we go, with hand grenades and razor blades high-ho, high-ho, high-ho."
Uraeal: "To be so uncomely by the waxing moon is retarded at best, she picks too many daisies to be wolfish at a fest."
Helel: "Helel, or so I've heard, let's make this short and sour, for the dithery young girl."
Aurora: "Time passes like Time was incarnate let's ask the others here, if folly is so comely."
Gladius: "Moving the orchard like agrarian gregorian fools?" "Who made the large ice-bath beside the stilled moon?"
The Pro: "I came I saw I thwart not, sold out shows are not my conifers."
(Anonymized character) "I still build palaces on the moon, where stairway to heaven crosses the dark side of the moon."
---End of act IV---
To little Samara
Once, I found a bible lying on the street
I found it in the parking lot of the grocery store
I took the book to the library
I did not know what to do momentarily.
As I am recollecting this memory now,
I do not know why I recalled her face again.
She posted her status on Facebook
A Smiling picture with her colleague
I can still recall her post
It started with a typo
“0n an official trip……”
And, I was noticing that it began with a zero,
A zero instead of an O letter, capitalized.
She was a kind soul, gentle and straightforward
Something was very natural about her
I envied her simplicity in a real sense
I liked her smile, such a genuine smile!
Smiling is hard for me, especially nowadays.
When thinking inline is tight with the apparent face.
Within two hours, the plane crashed,
Made big news on the internet
She left a little girl,
I was thinking about her smiling face
I was thinking about the little girl.
Her last photo, taken on an airport lounge
Had her naturally glowing, smiling face.
It had a simple girl starting her journey with a big, big zero.
Inspired by Josh Rosenberg's Introduction
@ Samara's Medical Fund
Samara is the most loving, kind and very funny,
outgoing human being, always warm and friendly.
From the first minute you meet her she immediately
makes you feel as if you've always been part of her family.
I challenge anyone to spend 5 minutes with her
and not laugh harder than you've laughed in your entire life before.
In 2012, Samara was diagnosed with breast cancer sadly
and after numerous surgeries and a lot of chemotherapy
we believed she had beaten her cancer once and for all finally.
All this treatment came with a humongous price tag unfortunately,
which she is still trying to pay off to this day desperately.
When Samara went in for her quarterly check-up appointment
they found that her cancer had come back with a vengeance.
It is now stage-4
and her battle will now be harder than it's ever been before.
Her medical bills have already been astronomical and frequent.
There's no way she'll win this battle without proper treatment,
so we've started this campaign to help her receive
the care and treatment she so desperately needs.
Your love and support will go a long way in helping my friend
win this battle, and bring her dreaded cancer to its ultimate end.
Thank you all very much in advance for your donations
and please share Samara's story with everyone you can.
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The term "angel" is used quite regularly.
For example: Guardian Angel is a term you use continually,
often when you are referring to me,
and I am honored that you feel that way about yours truly,
but the truth is that you in so many ways have always been an angel for me.
While you live your life embracing all the love and joy life offers everybody,
I live my life so deeply depressed, 24/7, lost in my misery.
You and I are the perfect balance, at least for me selfishly.
Every moment I have ever spent with you has relieved me,
from this chronic depression I've lived with throughout my life's history,
and for those moments we've shared, however long or however brief,
I Know How It Feels To Feel Truly Happy,
and for that My Angel you will always be,
the angel who would save me, with only just the thought of she,
from this dark existence I live constantly,
You My Angel Samara, Will Always Be My Angel, until the last breath I breath.
Yours Always My Angel, and by "always" I mean eternally.
xoxo
Samara's Medical Fund
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Samael: "I found a blico such a psycho that the Tyco Tantrum was blithely smiling as the pair, cross-coupled the older and newer and concomitantly younger and older slytherin heir."
The Pro: "It's shady here I wet my beak daily call me Ra beside the porchlight cause the moths are coming to suit me best yes raelly."
Samara: "Broken streets meet broken dream it's so crazy, I should opt for the glass of Schnapps anywhere I go to be Tommy-John on the fronted edge of the ice-cold glass Razmatazz."
Aurora: "I'll make a new lady-slipper like the fairies are calling home with an extraterrestrial cup-the-light in the palm radiant army."
Helel: "The port-wedded shucked the oyster over there by the beach, some little dog wants to reach my sixth keep. "
Gladius: "There is one muffin per-person I have enough bread, the came-to-the affair is wedded bliss instead, so umpire call the cast, this forsaken island of meretricious women have cast-away I've been."
Uraeal: "The calling of the big-blunder by the setting sun, sexist tirades to that ah-hum."
(Anonymized character): "The birth by the river where the river ran red, am I better suited to this Chinese twirl or the dragon dress?"
---End of act II---
Cancer, you're a real tough cookie with a long history.
You've been breaking hearts of loved ones for an eternity,
but that's okay cancer, because you just blew it,
so put up your dukes, Let's Get Down To It!
Hit her with your best shot,
go on cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
Hit Samara with your best shot,
you'll never blow her away.
You come on strong and you don't fight fair
but that's okay cancer, see if she cares.
You can knock her down but it's all in vain,
she gets right back up on her feet again,
so hit her with your best shot,
go on cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
Hit her with your best shot,
Fire away.
You'll never add this notch to your cancer case,
because Samara's going to put you in your place.
Cancer should have done it's homework before messing with her,
because Samara's the Samonster, The Cancer Crusher,
so hit her with your best shot,
go on cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
You can hit her with your best shot,
but she'll blow you away.
So hit her with your best shot,
that's right cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
Hit Samara with all that you've got,
She's Here To Stay!
*
Dedicated to my Friend,
Samara Kimiko
1
At peace perhaps too much
a fine Spring rain
we seek news from the desert or capitol
of those who have dedicated their lives to losing their lives for us
adventurers, ancient honor, land runners
this campaign a must to advance one's career
a war president needs war
2
All you need to know is the names of things
chambers of commerce and large corporations
elements, products, decay fungi, egg masses
cultivars and their relation to wild grasses and the edge
uses of herbs, languages of mammals,
purposes of insects, placement of rocks
the names of everything by which we know our way
3
I've read about those remarkable souls who maintain self-control
among murderers and the unentertained multitude
who may have even spoken persuasively
at the right moment for speaking
and thus attracted a now unwanted immortality
there are only two ways you can tell
a bird of prey from a vision - humor and ritual
4
the Fedex gal
would be unlike taking off Emily Dickinson's clothes
over the counter perfume and spray paint hair
postman's shorts, black socks
a woman's legs are much like a man's
yet she too is beautiful, too beautiful, weekends
boating with her man
5
Suburbs, lawns, blankets
in a long, long nursery of babies
napping, old, blameworthy
and, I say this respectfully, blind
certain and uninterested
in motives more subtle than their immediate comfort
Who am I to complain?
6
Plants, poems: riches
our financial advisor doesn't count. Good and simple
a man as he is. Comes tousled
from early morning golf and eyes puffy
from a late night fight or lovefest with his wife.
Inchworm
letting out its rope down an oak.
7
Late afternoon meeting
like the dry samara, achene or capsule surrounding a seed
how often have I tried to escape
my need, community, chamber of commerce
you cannot drive
the roads are theirs and the signs, perhaps
you can walk if you can name the plants and rocks and are willing to die
8
O happy family
there's some contentment in letting community and family decide
your place in it. Gatekeepers -
unconscious god, invisible hand, natural selection -
kind when refraining from violence
when not responding with force to the universe's effort
to extinguish us.
Helel: "Housed the many who sought refuge like a stingy malamute that can cross the chicken's road searching for it's mother damned to rivers too."
Aurora: "By a willow's sinking arms, the gallant gilded lake is foreseen, like thespian oarts that call but two sparrows, so the sun rises primed like shaven arrows."
Samael: 'Ora I have steamed too many clams, but too is the frog in my throat befitting calm lambs, so it bobbles like Robert should know, that froggy transgressions are foggy to most."
Samara: "Simple, the dimpled roads lead east of the old Nile, I have becoming erstwhile this most tiger-eye styled."
Uraeal: "I have but one curse that may open a door, after all not every curse is meant for the maid-of-honor at death's bridle-veil door, so should you seem to enter that foyer take a cold breath this fall for which a 100 years moils."
The Pro: If I can't keep the tapes, how will we discern the true course, which over rapids too bobbles like the true course of true north?
Gladius: "Have we bettered the Monday high sun? Are the bitter-sweet fruits not faulty when won?"
(Anonymized character): "Too much of the orchard for now, I have carry-weight burdens that must rest in peace for now."
---End of act III---