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Array ( [sid] => 23271 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Anonymous [time] => 2003-09-15 20:05:00 [hometext] => a quick tale [bodytext] => I was sitting at my computer last night,
when a note came on my port where I write.
hi! that was a neat story. Are you there?
will you talk to me? I typed back in; what a nice thing to say, sure I will what do you need.

As his words came back on the screen I read, everything around me faded out, and I could imagine the voice.... Just a question or two if you don`t care, you know God is real?
and heaven and hell, you must know why moms and dads fight so much, I worry its me. I`ve been sick, and the doctors can`t help.
If you could hurry I`m at my dad`s desk they will be real mad, I don`t have much time.
And in the story, is there a river that runs uphill? So young, I thought to be careful of what I write.
Is God real, this is from me to you, what I believe. The right and wrong you feel inside,
could come from no other source. There is God, I look inside myself.

Why moms and dads love eachother so much, and fight at times, this is the easiest question you have given me yet.
Its alright, its not you don`t worry at all! moms and dads fight battles together and love always wins.

A flash on the screen, I have to go now! and if I can`t get back, will you write one of these stories for my mom and dad? Then I noticed "anonymous" the feeling was urgent so I punched back-in, where would I send it, are you there?

I stayed at my screen till light broke through my windows revisiting the words iI had written back. Are you there? will you talk to me? there is a river that runs uphill...... Crow






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Contributed by crow on Monday, 15th September 2003 @ 08:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I was sitting at my computer last night,
when a note came on my port where I write.
hi! that was a neat story. Are you there?
will you talk to me? I typed back in; what a nice thing to say, sure I will what do you need.

As his words came back on the screen I read, everything around me faded out, and I could imagine the voice.... Just a question or two if you don`t care, you know God is real?
and heaven and hell, you must know why moms and dads fight so much, I worry its me. I`ve been sick, and the doctors can`t help.
If you could hurry I`m at my dad`s desk they will be real mad, I don`t have much time.
And in the story, is there a river that runs uphill? So young, I thought to be careful of what I write.
Is God real, this is from me to you, what I believe. The right and wrong you feel inside,
could come from no other source. There is God, I look inside myself.

Why moms and dads love eachother so much, and fight at times, this is the easiest question you have given me yet.
Its alright, its not you don`t worry at all! moms and dads fight battles together and love always wins.

A flash on the screen, I have to go now! and if I can`t get back, will you write one of these stories for my mom and dad? Then I noticed "anonymous" the feeling was urgent so I punched back-in, where would I send it, are you there?

I stayed at my screen till light broke through my windows revisiting the words iI had written back. Are you there? will you talk to me? there is a river that runs uphill...... Crow










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Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Monday, 15th September 2003 @ 08:33:07 PM AEST
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wonderful
Shari


Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 15th September 2003 @ 08:50:09 PM AEST
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Very good! This one makes a person think-n-that's a good thing.
PEACE, JOY, LUV,
emy


Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Monday, 15th September 2003 @ 09:27:11 PM AEST
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Damn..you're good!!
And to top it off you are a wonderful man with a gorgeous soul.*Bless you for your hearts ways*


Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 15th September 2003 @ 09:51:11 PM AEST
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This has happened to me so often when I least expected it.And we cling to the screen in hopes "anon" comes back just so we can be the one comfort in his/her life. This was portrayed in a haunting manner to me.It's as if you took the words right out of my mouth.
Beautiful! Simply beautiful!
Angel always...godspeed...joni


Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Monday, 15th September 2003 @ 10:44:59 PM AEST
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if they could pick the right person to go to......for words of knowledge......consolation....well then..they picked the right person in you.........


Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Tuesday, 16th September 2003 @ 01:13:07 AM AEST
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very Interesting..life is also a flow.. venkat


Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 16th September 2003 @ 02:27:42 AM AEST
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I have those very same questions, hints to answers, but they still remain mysteries. Great poem!


Re: Anonymous (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Wednesday, 17th September 2003 @ 01:57:49 PM AEST
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this really drew me in, i really loved this, its still got me thinking and wondering now..
x_x_x




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