Writing Along the Beaten Path

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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

My Two Proudest Poems - Original Poems

http://writingalongthebeatenpath.blogspot.com/2012/04/differences-original-poem.html
http://writingalongthebeatenpath.blogspot.com/2012/04/i-build-up-another-wall-made-from-my.html

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I am a person of my own kind. I have a devoted passion for animal care and aspire to be a veterinary technician. I love to pass time reading or writing a story. I am an expert procrastinator. When I set my heart to something or someone, I do not let go without a struggle. I have the need to follow my heart, that's not so weird, now is it?
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