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“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

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Gjest Jester

As I lay on this bench

Sweat beading on my face

I look around to see who's watching

It's the whole damn place.

I just racked 405

And threw on two more plates

If I can hit this

Man I'll feel great.

Give me a lift

In 1, 2, 3

I know I can do it

I just gotta believe.

I let it down slowly

Till it touches my chest

If I can get this

They'll be so impressed.

As I give it my all

That bar doesn't move

I did something wrong

And I lost my groove.

As I sat up

They all started clapping

I realized right then

That noone was laughing.

I heard good try

And you'll get it next time.

You're still young kid

You ain't hit your prime.

Now I can see

It's not about trying to impress

It's about giving it everything you've got

And nothing less.

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The sky was dark

the moon was high

all alone

just her and I

Her hair so soft

her eyes so blue

I knew just what

she wanted to do

Her skin so soft

her legs so fine

I ran my fingers

down her spine

I didn't know how

but I tried my best

to place my hand

on her breast

I remember my fear

my fast beating heart

but slowly she spread

her legs apart

And when she did

I felt no shame

as all at once

the white stuff came

At last it was finished

it's all over now,

my first time

...milking a cow.

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Må jo bringe liv i denne tråden igjen!

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

I'm no good at poems..

Nice tits!

Roses are red,

Violets Are Blue,

Most Poems Rhyme,

This One Doesn't.

Roses are black,

Violets are black,

Everything is black.

Stevie Wonder, aged 4.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

I'm using my hand,

But I'm thinking of you.

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There once was an lady who lived in a shoe

And smell very bad did she

She'd rock up to work and make people Jerk

And stare at their reactions with glee

There once was a man who lived in a sock

And smell very bad did he

He'd walk down the street and show people his feet

And ocassionally shout " Yippee!"

Then they met. Had wild passionate sex. And She gave birth to a boy obssessed with toenails.

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There once was man called Dave,

Who kept a dead whore in a cave,

He said, "I admit,

She do smell a bit,

But look at the money I save."

There once was a man from Bombay

who made a cunt out of clay

He stuck in his dick,

the thing turned to brick

and he scraped his foreskin away.

There was a young vampire named Mabel,

whose period's were very unstable,

one night at full moon,

she sat with a spoon,

and drunk herself under the table

Jack and Jill went up the hill,

So Jack could lick Jill's fanny,

But all he got was a mouthful of cum,

Cos Jill's a fucking tranny.

There once was a man called cubby,

Who liked to flick girls with his chubby,

He said, "It sure is fun,

to make the girls run,

But I always catch up with the tubby."

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My Friendly Enemy

You pick me up,

You put me down,

I'm controlled by your desire.

You've made me friends,

You've caused me fights,

I've even been your liar.

No solitude when you're around,

No bitterness or tears,

Cause and solution to my struggles,

Both creating and easing fears.

I think it's time I took control,

I don't mean to be rude,

I'm the boss, you have to learn,

My bittersweet attitude.

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