Recreate

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  • Inspirational

    Recreate

     Do we recreate the world
    of exists each life time

    Do we recreate the mistakes
    we make each life

    our are we reborn again
    to relearn everything

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Alphalady’s Poems (4)

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    Untitled 0 02/02/2010
    Everlasting 0 08/11/2009
    Life 1 08/11/2009
    Recreate 0 08/11/2009
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