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with my dreams,
though by fogs, thick
and misted.
as trying as this
seems.
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- she only likes happy endings
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- together
- from what
- butterflown
- meddlers and peddlers
- in quiet
- garage eagle growtime
- hold on
- around
- alzheimers
- we grow together
- all
- she looks
- pink hearts and blue waters...for angel and all th...
- lossed
- dreams time
- gemstone spoken
- we hold
- we ask of time
- i see your feathers
- the hummingbird and the flower
- the road, hard
- animals, old
- temper yore
- olde school
- in the struggles of others
- treasure the once
- ice dangles on leaves
- circles, squared
- she did not
- lake reflections
- moments elude
- the wolf spirit
- may god walk with you
- in frozen towers
- weather...or not
- my zazzle panel☻☺
- my online store...fun, happy and so much more☺♥☻
- birds of the snow
- lifemates...for my lovely friend and her soulmate
- on a snowy day
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About Me
- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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