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| Reviewed by Micha Julian |
4/6/2006 |
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god, yes, this is haunting, it gave me chills, and it...oh, painfully beautiful, though...it makes me think/wonder and...oh, simply, yes, haunting and yet, there is a courage and...I don't know...so well written, thank you, Mariah,
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
4/1/2006 |
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| Some reality imbedded within this poem of something that we really had rather "beautify up" and talk all the gobbledygook. Death is the only true act that we have to deal with alone. |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
3/27/2006 |
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Mariah,
Haunting...this will linger awhile. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Susan de Vegter |
3/27/2006 |
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This is eerie Mariah..Spooky!
Love,
Mom |
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| Reviewed by Blue Sleighty |
3/27/2006 |
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| I will die that way. I don't even want company. I am dying, btw. Got hep "c". |
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