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It was there that, through a mutual friend, I met John Waters - proving what I've always said: you meet the best people on field trips.

quote by Mink Stole
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New Friends

Everyone I meet as I walk through life,
I take to my heart as a friend.
I try not to make enemies
out of anyone I meet.
Friendship means a lot to me.
Some people say I walk with angels.
I am not so sure about that.
What I am sure of
is that I walk with friends
wherever I may go.
My arms are always open
to help and greet any stranger
that I may meet.
The world to me is filled with strangers
I have yet to know.
Strangers who will become,
another new friend
when we chance to meet.

poem by David Harris
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Dear John

Written by tommy shaw
Lead vocals by tommy shaw
Dear john I knew you
About as well as anyone
We were the wild ones
So sure those days would never end
Now theyre only memories my friend
Dear john Ill see you
Some day again
I swear I saw you
On a crowded street today
I almost called your name
Thinking of all those yesterdays
Heaven help me
How I miss my friend
Dear john Ill see you
Some day again
Therell be a celebration
When all will be revealed
Well have a reunion
High on a hill
Dear john how are you
God know its heaven where you are
Find some peace there
May it never end
Dear john my heart knows
Well meet again
Dear john Ill see you....
Some day again

song performed by by Styx
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In the choice between changing ones mind and proving there's no need to do so, most people get busy on the proof.

quote by John Kenneth Galbraith
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Where The Waters Meet

today i feel good
i walked in the water
loved how it felt under my feet
i look out in the oceans
and wonder
where the waters meet

so i walk i untill the water meets my breast
i look around and see more water
am i in the middle
where the waters meet

do it feel me
where the water meets my skin
so warm and soft
but yet so i wonder
where the waters meet

i give in to the waves
and lean till i float
close my eyes and i feel my self drift away
where the water meet i will never know

where the waves take me is where ill go
where the water meets my soul

poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Mask

In life you meet various people,
some cunning some innocently simple.
the two types are always disguised,
by a mask of emotions, carefully devised.

When you meet someone you cant be sure,
whether their heart is corrupt or pure.
' how much more time? ' you ask,
'before I get to know, the man behind the mask.'

Sometimes you are lucky enough,
to find a soft heart,
beneath an exterior that's rough.
but alas those unlucky souls,
who meet people with selfish goals.
They call them a friend and hold them dear,
but do not realise, that they are not as they appear.

It hurts a lot when 'friends' turn foes,
For sharp thorns do accompany the beautiful rose.
Now, I too hide the real me,
behind a mask put up for the world to see.

Too afraid to let it go,
in case a friend turns out to be a foe.
I meet people with a smile on my face,
but keep the mask handy, just in case.
Wish I could meet someone true,
so I could throw away the mask,
with which I grew.

poem by Dipti Date Gokhale
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Center Of Attention

Doesn't it seem as if,
The one most opinionated...
As to who should do what to get things done,
Is seldom the one to show proof of doing anything...
Others can criticize.

People will lie on others when given the opportunity.
Especially if another is conveniently absent.

With a doing without an equal and shared mutual expertise,
That is exchanged in public in the presence of another accused...
As quickly as those opinions by one are given?
Usually it's just that one verbally attacking behind another's back.
Isn't it?

People will lie on others when given the opportunity.
Especially if another is conveniently absent.

Loving to be the center of attention without being interrupted.
And proving to have an ability to do it!
To boost one's acceptance and appeal.
While keeping one's insecurities from being revealed.
Even though this can not remain concealed without being exposed.

People will lie on others when given the opportunity.
Especially if another is conveniently absent.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Will Get Up

I will get up and go,
I will get up and meet you in town;
Waters,
People,
Multitudes,
Nations,
Languages! !
And like the basic necessities of life;
For, i will get up and meet you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Friend(a sad poem)

My friend,
My best friend,
in the back yard
sleeping...forever.

We meet in realms
of bliss & night,
To run
& scream
& sing
one more.

My friend,
My only friend,
in my mind
& gleaming.

We meet again
forever more,
My friend of old
in being.

poem by Travis Flannigan
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Get Up John

(bill monroe/marty stuart/jerry sullivan)
Well get up john go down to jordan
Get up john prepare the way
Man from galilee is waiting
You must meet him there today
Get up john go tell my people
This will be a holy day
Tell them of the jew thats waiting
That the saviors on the way
John
Even the children
John
Go unafraid
John
Ill go with you
John the baptist
This is the day
Well get up john go tell jerusalem
Saviors waiting on the shore
Baptize him in the river jordan
Ill send a dove from heavens door
John
Even the children
John
Go unafraid
John
Ill go with you
John the baptist
This is the day
Well get up john your work is finished
Daylight breaks the soldiers come
You will die for me tomorrow
Welcome home your race is run
John
Youve been chosen
John
Go unafraid
John
Ill go with you
John the baptist
This is the day

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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It's the classic story form. All staying equal, or proving equal, or being equal, this will all continue, and the next time around, we'll move on to see what happened to Harry after he dove in the river, or who his friend John really was, and so on.

quote by Robert Creeley
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Strangers When You Meet

We maybe strangers when we meet,
but as friends, we depart
and so the world goes round
with you never knowing
whom you will meet on the street.
The perfect stranger
of any religion, race or creed
could end up being your best friend
by the end of the day.
The next time you go walking down the street
your next friend or best friend
you might just chance to meet.

30 January 2008

poem by David Harris
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Our Roads On Earth

Each trip commences with a step
We all have trips to make
We traverse different roads in life
As one goes up
Another goes down
Some go through long roads
Others have shorter paths to tread
Our daily trips are divine
As we journeyed towards life trips
Some roads are bumpy
Some are smooth
Some have stamina for marathon
Some move faster in a dash
Either long or short
Trials, challenges, obstacles
Are features to wrestle with on our roads
We need to be resilent
We need to damn odds
Whatever lane of the roads we are
Steadfastness is needed
Our trips on these roads
Shall end successfully
If we hold on to God..

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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I Have A Friend

I have a friend who cannot walk
I have a friend all he does is talk

I have a friend, Philippe is his name
I have a friend and we are just the same

I have a friend he’s seventeen years old
I have a friend who has a heart of gold

I have a friend who would catch me if I fall
It is only that he has no legs at all

I have a friend and when my friend was seven
A car ran over him and he almost went to heaven

I have a friend with a smile that I adore
I have a friend who lives in a house of four

I have a friend his family is his home
I have a friend who dreams of visiting Rome

I have a friend who is still finishing school
Yet some people tell him that for that he is a fool

I have a friend they say he is disabled
He has no legs and for that he is labeled

I have a friend who has a friend
They were made for each other; their love will never end

I have a friend who likes to name the stars
I have a friend and what he hates is cars

I have a friend who’s happier than you and me
I have a friend who’s shown me how happy I can be

I have a friend who’s had his bad times too
I have a friend who’s better than me and you

I have a friend so dear to me and kind
That another one like him I shall never find!

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poem by Some One
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Proving yourself in a field where the casualty rate is so notoriously high is an ongoing challenge.

quote by Richard E. Grant
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Today's Presentation Of Negativity

Today's presentation of negativity,
Is no longer a field trip...
Taken by those curious,
To visit those living in destitution...
In those designated urban areas.
Guaranteed to deliver the sight of blight.

Today,
Those limited field trips...
Seem to be negative realities,
Shared by those,
Once believing themselves to be unaffected.
Or at least protected,
By declaring their rights to be entitled...
To view.
But not feel the anguish.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Holding On With Wishes To Experience This

Altrhough...
They're slipping with a gripping,
To a bottomless pit.
With an ignorance addicted unresisted.

And,
Holding on and wishing to experience it...
Are the ones who practice posing,
In a darkened abyss.
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.

The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs.
And refusing to release,
All delusions they've been feeding.

The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs,
That the only life to live,
Is the one of deceit.

Holding on with wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.

Holding on with wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.

The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs.
And refusing to release,
All delusions they've been feeding.

The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs,
That the only life to live,
Is the one of deceit.

Holding on with wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.

They keep on holding onto to wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Old Friend

My old friend I recall
The times we had are hanging on my wall
I wouldn't trade them for gold
Cause they laugh and they cry me and
somehow sanctify me
And they're woven in the stories I have told
And tell again
My old friend I apologize
For the years that have passed since the
last time you and I
Dusted off those memories
But the runnin' and the races and the
people and the places
There was always somewhere else I had to be
And time gets thin my old friend
Don't know why don't know why
Don't know why don't know why
Solo
My old friend this song's for you
Cause a few simple verses was the least
that I could do
To tell the world you were here
And the love and the laughter will live
on long after
All of the sadness and tears
And we'll meet again my old friend
Goodbye goodbye
Goodbye goodbye
My old friend

song performed by by Tim McGraw
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There were two qualities about the mutual funds of the 1920s that made them extremely speculative. One was that they were heavily leveraged. Two, mutual funds were allowed to invest in other mutual funds.

quote by Ron Chernow
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When My country helps integrate another nationality

when integration becomes
another nation's task
my assamese friend talks
with my tamil nadu friend
in my country's language
to get to each other

It seems that the people in Tamil Nadu, southern india would only speak tamil though hindi is the national language. so when somebody from other parts of india meet with them, they have to either converse in english or in another country's language. quite a strange status quo isnt it?

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Non-spiritual seeker's endeavour

The lonesome who lives far away?
And he erects like a Lighthouse.
We never met and do we ever meet?
My abandoned soul-ship sounds its foghorn and toss on the rough waters.
The painful eyes seek a land through the mist and see a fading figure at a long distance.
My wounded heart laments for you and I have a brief message
Which I want to pass to you
Before I finish my vulnerable voyage.
We never met and do we ever meet in this enigmatic sojourn?

*To a certain friend in gratitude who recognizes my holey vocabulary?

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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