The bird was flying in the darkened night. All around was silence, silence. The young girl who did not know she was an angel, held a garland across her chest - a heart, a crescent moon, a star. She was walking alone on a path. She did not know her destination.
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12/6/2019 04:28:49 pm
This is a very deep poem, and it inspired me to do better with my life. If you ask me, thinking about what you want to do in life is a bit hard. I mean, one crucial mistake is all that you need to go and end your life. I think that people do not understand the gravity of making a wrong decision in life. I am scared to make a decision that would create a massive regrettable memory for me.
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AuthorAs a child, Diane Kaufman wrote in her grade school composition that when she grew up she wanted to be a "medical doctor or a medical drawer." Her passion as expressed in poetry, story, and art seeks to inspire positive transformation, to help "humanize" our life experiences, to increase our connection with each other, and bring awareness of Arts Medicine as valuable in promoting and nurturing health, healing and well being. Archives
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