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Fruit Salad Smoothie

for my friend Lauren Shared passionfruit melancholy intimates to an orange-flavoured explosion. Banana exhurburance follows her trail with paw-paw dogerdness Apple annie, grape day. So pleased to mellon you. Pinapple-accented english, with a slight hint of grapefruit. Chop it up, mash it in, Smoothies are the thing.

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When all is said and done...When all is said and done and life as we know it is about to change again who can say what was right and wrong. The deeds we do, determine who we are.
Even more so, it is what we don't do, that poeple will recall even more.
Think carefully on what you do in the name of others. It refelects on you even more.
Thats it, lecture over, get on with your life. Or non-life, you choose. When all is said and done...
by ~sandam

Motion in lifeConsider life. Details, details, its all in the landscape. Are you a conformist. Or do you confiorm to non-conformity?
Is breaking free really breaking free? Or simply stepping into another mold that someone else made along time ago?
Many people have already broken the mold but someone always puts it back together don't they.
I'm molded, conformed, wierd, unorthodox, conservative, needy, giving, generous, polite, rude, abrupt, haughty,
high-brow, intellectual, beer guzzling, sports watching,
lazy assed, go-getting, ambitious. What are you? &nb Motion in life
by ~sandam

Sandam - Three Women Three Women

Three women walked to the side of the road.
One hailed a taxi,
and took the long way that night. One caught the bus,
tears streaming down her face. One put out a thumb and took a chance
on finding the right one.
One women was lucky. One women was not. And the last women was in her usual rut.
Three women caught a ride from the side of the road. Each followed her destiny, each followed their script. But none of them really found home. Sandam - Three Women
by ~sandam

More thoughtsJob satisfaction is unsatisfactory. Money makes the world bleed. Freedom is a state of mind not being. Life sucks so deal with it.
Balance the scales of life and live in harmony. Everything in excess and moderation but less of the first and more of the latter. Life is a grey area populated by islands
of black and white clarity. But the distances between these are too great so sink or swim on because the islands never last.
Killing channels isn't murder but the price of a beer is! Cigarettes give you cancer but so does salmon, so where do we go n More thoughts
by ~sandam

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Up In FlamesA lifetime of memories Created in me A stockpile of guilt Lives in me
Never missing a single beat I walk in step with my past Always allowing it to defeat
A mask of darkness Shown to me A taste of hatred Given to me
Quick to slice my broken skin I dissect what could have been Slow to let the healing begin
A book of matches Held by me A piece of history Lit by me
New choices replace the blame I wait for nothing to remain Old regret going up in flames Up In Flames
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Spice HouseSpice House
I live in a delicious Spice House Surrounded by the happiest herbs.
Saffron for togetherness Rosemary to remember you Golden Seal makes me pure Orange Blossoms bind me with tenderness Cilantro Berries pungeant for longing Mint holds me close to you.
As I pick these wondrous beings My thoughts turn to you. I make you a glorious tea
Fill your sweet cup with.... Togetherness Remembrance Purity Tenderness Longing........
And me Spice House
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living memoriesIt\'s that split-second that you see yourself drowning in the blackened windows of a travelling bus
It\'s the time pure hate stained the thick stale air chocking your tender lungs with thick tar of anger
It\'s the moment you breath feeling regret
injected into your veins intoxicating your heart
It\'s the pain you felt after treading on your soul as it dragged on the floor in denial
It\'s the time you rubbed
my blood away with the thick petals of a living memories
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-Find MeLook past the bloody layers
What lies within this cold form?
Slice through the dry, dead skin
Am I already too far torn?
Dig within the decaying flesh
Is there anything but death to see?
Discard the burnt, black ash
Underneath can you still find me? -Find Me
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Wed May 18, 2005, 12:44 AM

I have been away along time. I now know why.

When I joined DA it was a very dark time in my life and I needed a place to express what I was feeling. Since then, things have improved and overall my life has gotten brighter.

There's a saying, "Some people are in your life for a reason, a season or forever." In my case DA was here for a reason and a season and its season has passed. I'd like to thank all the folks who looked at what I'd done and said nice job when even I know the quality of work compared to theirs was very poor. You said things that I needed and wanted to hear and helped me in your own way.

This is not a complete goodbye, merely till next time. Because there's always a next time, isn't there?

Sandam

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=kagrmom

Jul 15, 2006, 6:03:35 AM

Hey There!!

Haven't heard from you in a lonnnnnnnnnnnnng time. How are you??

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~the-acent-man

Jul 12, 2005, 6:04:45 AM

You Are Number 4 Of My Tour Around Deviantart. Congratulations. Your |Work Is Outstanding And Shall Be Respected By All
The-Acent-Man

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