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The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

Good grief Chaaarlie Brown, you Blockhead.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

what do I have to void to extirpate the remonstrances of your reproach. absolutely zilch. I have no inkling whats about the doppelgangerwoho matriculated to the mischief of a pegged legged weasel.there was agirl namedthethree was a there was a girl nam ed rowin shee lived in oregon shehhe had a father named warwicck shehas a pet fox named blink

she does not have a mother

The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

i w....... i was here , johaan mattoon

The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

it is not that we dont have enough time, its that we waste too much of it.-seneca

The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

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The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

G+S June 19 22015 Naaara was here You get what you settle for. If you settle for less than you deserve, you have nno one to blame but your self.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

I have decided to find myself a house in the mountainssomewhere high up where one learns to live peacefully in the cold and the silence

its said that in such a place certain revelations may be discovered

that what the spirit reaches for may be felt, if not entirely understood

slowly no doubt... im not talking about taking a vacation

no, at the same time i meaan to stay exactly where i am

Are you following me?

- Mary Oliver

The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

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The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/20/15

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The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

Stop asking about the gotdamn movie.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

Stop asking about the gotdamn movie.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

Dearest Mother--I have met the dream of the angels, the light of the north sky. No, mother,it is not you. It is Chelsee. I am sorry. ..?

But not now

But not now, not ever kor never.... It was only in the woprld of death./ Thjere

he could be forgiven and there he would go, if he could. Soon and forever./If there was no other place, then this would be it. Cool, but warm./ Forever.....

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

SamisSam is as green as these trees and just as leafy, but not as tall. Therere

is also a dog--just being a dog, NOT poopim

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

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so sometimes being with so many people is the only way to be alone. for solace is found in a mass of people. so many with places to go aand thingsto do,yet alll alone with no way through.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

For our mother We love and miss you, the park misses you we will soon be with you in time,

your sprit is still here so long as we remember you oh great mother of earth

For eEmilia, wherever and forever

Your true son

your airees angel.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

This is the park where I met my first true lovethis is the day my heart was no longer alone, now my mind rest at peace,free from all the negatives and hate, love is the answer to everything.

LONGER For mikah S. Brooks

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

my name is of little importance. what is impottant is the situation which shall befall this nation. the arogaance of man, fuels ed bymoney backed by nothing more then our acceptance fueld by greed and desire, soon to be

toppled by the worlds acceptance of a shinny stone with the power to create

and destroy. i shut this short to intoxicate myself. none of you have listened. the war begins next year. we loose as a nation, the nation does not exist ib nour hearts. the tree shall be quenched by 2017

Nate is the light of my life and a star in the black sky.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

i am struggling with i am struggling with my brain. sometimes i say thin nn nnnnnn nnhhnninhi say things and they dont sound like me.i used to think it was because i was om hormonal birth control,

but im off it now, and i still feel depressed.

dim also in love.

which is great!!!

things are really going well even n though im sad

i lovew roland

The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/19/15

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