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#4051voted by our readers
By AsherBrown BRONZE
Franklin, Tennessee

Close- Golden amber grains dance to the calm wind, Only to stop where ocean and sand blend, The hovering mist and faint, salty breeze, Making lively the tranquil, gentle freeze...
AsherBrown BRONZE, Franklin, Tennessee
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

#4052 Poetry
By Anonymous
#4053 Poetry
By MyDeviousMind BRONZE
Salem, Virginia
MyDeviousMind BRONZE, Salem, Virginia
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#4054 Poetry
By Star-Jay GOLD
Delanco, New Jersey
Star-Jay GOLD, Delanco, New Jersey
13 articles 1 photo 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"With great respect comes big responsibility, and that responsibility is to treat others how you want to be treated."

#4055 Poetry
By dunsmores1 GOLD
Ledyard, Connecticut
dunsmores1 GOLD, Ledyard, Connecticut
12 articles 0 photos 18 comments

Favorite Quote:
There's a million things I haven't done, but just you wait."<br /> <br /> ~Hamilton (Via Lin-Manuel Miranda)

#4056 Poetry
By jennychip PLATINUM
Buffalo Grove, Illinois
jennychip PLATINUM, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
25 articles 13 photos 0 comments
#4057 Poetry
Ellie-Burns PLATINUM, Louisville, Kentucky
32 articles 1 photo 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
Obstacles do not block the path, they are the path.

#4058 Poetry
By Feelingitnowmrkrabs SILVER
North Pole, Alaska
Feelingitnowmrkrabs SILVER, North Pole, Alaska
5 articles 0 photos 3 comments
#4059 Poetry
By SummerRose GOLD
St. Paul, Minnesota
SummerRose GOLD, St. Paul, Minnesota
11 articles 4 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Supposing there was no intelligence behind the universe, no creative mind. In that case, nobody designed my brain for the purpose of thinking. It is merely that when the atoms inside my skull happen, for physical or chemical reasons, to arrange themselves in a certain way, this gives me, as a by-product, the sensation I call thought. But, if so, how can I trust my own thinking to be true? It's like upsetting a milk jug and hoping that the way it splashes itself will give you a map of London. But if I can't trust my own thinking, of course I can't trust the arguments leading to Atheism, and therefore have no reason to be an Atheist, or anything else. Unless I believe in God, I cannot believe in thought: so I can never use thought to disbelieve in God.”

#4060 Poetry
By Author3946 GOLD
Hartland, Wisconsin
Author3946 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
12 articles 0 photos 0 comments