Beauty beauty everywhere.
Sometimes I forget. But it's there, when I stop to look, quietly waiting to be noticed.
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An attempt to articulate my thoughts on justice, God, growing up, feminism, human relations, and whatever I read in the paper, into something more than half-baked rants.
About Me
- el Maggie
- Ottawa, Canada
- I am too hippie for the Christians and too Christian for the hippies. I like riding my bike, wearing pyjamas and knitting (not necessarily all at the same time). I am glad I live in a part of the world with four seasons. I am a lawyer, but don't hold it against me . . .
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did you take that? it's great.
You are a poet and you didn't even know it
ha ha. I do know it. But generally the poetry left my brain sometime around the time I stopped crying weekly for no particular reason. I guess there are blessings and curses to leaving adolesence behind.
Okay, me bad, you are a poet.
non-practicing. I think that still counts.
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