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| About | Non-smoker with Average body type | City | Hacienda Hts California | ||
| Details | 51 year old Woman, < 5' (< 152 cm), Non-Religious | Ethnicity | Asian Capricorn with Black hair | ||
| Intent | old-message wants to find someone to marry | Education | Bachelors degree | ||
| Personality | Adventurer | Profession | have a job |
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| I am Seeking a | Man | For | Long term | |
| Needs Test | View her relationship needs | Chemistry | Not Completed | |
| Do you drink? | I do not drink | Do you want children? | No | |
| Marital Status | Separated | Do you do drugs? | No | |
| Pets | Dog | Eye Color | Brown | |
| Do you have a car? | Yes | Do you have children? | Yes | |
| Longest Relationship | Over 10 years |
About Me
If i can
EmilyElizabeth Diickinosn
if i can stop one heart
from breaking,
i shall not live in vain
if i can ease on life
the aching,
or coool one pain
or help one fainting robin
onto his nest,
i shall not live in vain
EmilyElizabeth Diickinosn
if i can stop one heart
from breaking,
i shall not live in vain
if i can ease on life
the aching,
or coool one pain
or help one fainting robin
onto his nest,
i shall not live in vain
First Date
Some People
Some people fleeing some other people.
In some country under the sun
and some clouds.
They leave behind some of their everything,
sown fields, some chickens, dogs,
mirrors in which fire now sees itself reflected.
On their backs are pitchers and bundles,
the emptier, the heavier from one day to the next.
Taking place stealthily is somebody's stopping,
and in the commotion, somebody's bread somebody's snatching
and a dead child somebody's shaking.
In front of them some still not the right way,
nor the bridge that should be
over a river strangely rosy.
Around them, some gunfire, at times closer, at times farther off,
and, above, a plane circling somewhat.
Some invisibility would come in handy,
some grayish stoniness,
or even better, non-being
for a little or a long while.
Something else is yet to happen, only where and what?
Someone will head toward them, only when and who,
in how many shapes and with what intentions?
Given a choice,
maybe he will choose not to be the enemy and
leave them with some kind of life.
Wislawa Szymborska
Some people fleeing some other people.
In some country under the sun
and some clouds.
They leave behind some of their everything,
sown fields, some chickens, dogs,
mirrors in which fire now sees itself reflected.
On their backs are pitchers and bundles,
the emptier, the heavier from one day to the next.
Taking place stealthily is somebody's stopping,
and in the commotion, somebody's bread somebody's snatching
and a dead child somebody's shaking.
In front of them some still not the right way,
nor the bridge that should be
over a river strangely rosy.
Around them, some gunfire, at times closer, at times farther off,
and, above, a plane circling somewhat.
Some invisibility would come in handy,
some grayish stoniness,
or even better, non-being
for a little or a long while.
Something else is yet to happen, only where and what?
Someone will head toward them, only when and who,
in how many shapes and with what intentions?
Given a choice,
maybe he will choose not to be the enemy and
leave them with some kind of life.
Wislawa Szymborska
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