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Christina Strigas
You can't break up with a soul mate
where tales and verses live
Blue Fences
a personal living and style journal discussing creatives
Inspiration to lead you back to Soul
A POSITIVE PERSPECTIVE TOWARDS LIFE!
From soul to soul
Aakashsoyanthone
When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.
We are talking about something we know nothing about.
Writing poetry on the nature of humanity ...and vise versa.
The Pieces Of a Pisces Woman
Book Reviewer, Avid Reader and Bookworm. Campaigning to link more readers to writers. People do not forget books that touch them or excite them—they recommend them.
helpful writer ramblings from a disturbed mind just like yours
The Diary of a Late-Blooming Romantic.
In the kingdom of life, with the strokes of the brush, the bow and the pen, artists have sowed their hearts to contrive, fields rivalling in beauty the Garden of Eden.
And into the sunset you were born anew ❤️❤️❤️
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yes May, that beautiful sunset that i can never turn away from .xx
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Have a lovely day Chrissy 😊❤️❤️
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You too sweetie
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I love this
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thanks so much for letting me know and reading
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Like this!
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Reblogged this on Saturday Soul and commented:
Beautiful poem by Shristina Strigas https://christinastrigas.wordpress.com/2015/07/15/not-a-muse/
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Poignant…great poem!
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Thank you so much Lynn. x
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Wow!! Brilliant ☺
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Oh I love this!!
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Thank you ❤️
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My pleasure gorgeous
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