" We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The Mystic Chords of Memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better Angels of our Nature" -Abe Lincoln
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snow touches with love the forest trees and fields and every single thing with his cold fingers, and covers them all with a white blanket, whispering, now go to sleep...
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You touched me deeply and trying to figure out why your imprints remain.
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it is not the word, it is where the word touches you
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a moment is a minute, touched with someone’s heart.
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whose eyes are touched by love see only beauty now
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we are the cavemen of the future
black wires insulated with white snow
frosted layers
a cake of briefest memories
lost in an ocean of trivia, one snowflake touches another
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Death is not the end. It is a moment in time where we are here but for a little while to do what we need to. what we should do. Our time here is to love, to help, to heal, to pray, to let our hands do good for this world. So, when we are gone, we have left behind something that will change everything for the better. Live your life so well that people you have touched with your love and kindness and help. it will live on and on.
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If you are offended by my poetry, I have touched your soul!
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PURE LOVE COMES FROM THE HEART AND NEVER TOUCHES THE EGO.
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Life is a plot on a Cartesian plane. At first it touches, at last the horizontal axis
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If anyone touches my coffee, I'll yawn at them!
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Life isn't about material things, it's about quality v. quantity. It's not about giving the most lavish gifts or trying to prove you earned somebody's attention. Life is about the time you give someone and the quality of that time. At the end of the day, the best gift you can ever give someone, knowingly or not, is your time; because it's the one thing you can give someone but never take back. You are giving them a part of your life that can never be regained, and that's what touches hearts.
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If you cannot see it, doesn't mean it is not real. If you cannot touch it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist. after all, love and hate, death and life are not seen, or touched, and yet they are more real to us than so called transient reality.
Bottom line: go for the cry of your soul.
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I dont want to be smooth I want edges so I can touch and be touched.
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Poetry is an oral art form, when a poem is recited aloud(preferably by the poet) a unique 'as is moment' occurs with the listener.
NOTE:This is much thevsame as happens each time one views/touches a work of art.
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When we touched , I could have had a heart attack because I never felt so much.
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