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About Me...


caring, sometimes a little intense, can be overly sensitive, quick to make decisions, people-oriented, hate rules, love doing the impossible, inner self...introvert(love to be home doing whatever)learned self...extrovert(take the lead, get things done), direct, authentic, assertive, kind.

Name:South Boise Girl

From:

Salt Lake by way of South Boise



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Life or Something Like it

Evolving
This is about me evolving...or at least trying to evolve by understanding the what and why fors of my life's experiences and every other thing I've ever read, observed, listened to or in some other way internalized and digested...whether I wanted to or not!

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So it goes like it goes, like the river flows And time it rolls right on And maybe what's good gets a little bit better And maybe what's bad gets gone

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Thursday, June 21, 2012

The Promise


The Promise…

You found me when no one else was looking.  I was so weary and desolate and I had masked myself so no one knew I was missing....except for you.

You heard my weeping and reached out to this foreigner not knowing why just sensing  a proverbial passion once known but forgotten.

I felt a supposed rouse in my heart.  The tug was so fierce that I wrenched the chamber just a chink to see who stood there.

At once I remembered that voice in my head.  You had sworn to find me no matter how broad the crossing to unearth me from my early grave and fetch me home.

You breathed life into my failing soul and awakened all I had obscured in hope he wouldn’t place me.
I surrendered to your tenor knowing that there was reprieve and you had kept your pledge.

I was home

Written by MKC Summer 2012


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