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SERENDIPITY

NARCISSIST

8 MM MEMORIES

ALL IS GOD

ALONE



AMORIO PERDIDO

ANATHEMA

ANATOMY OF AN AFFAIR

ANSWER ME

AN UNFORGIVING HEART

ARDOR ABLAZE

ARRIVAL

ART

ASK, BELIEVE, RECEIVE

ASSUMPTIONS

ATLANTIC

AUTUMN SOJOURN

AUTUMN SUNRISE (IN THE GARDEN)

AUTUMN WIND

AWAKENING

A NIGHT MADE FOR TWO

A PLEA FOR EARTH

A RICH TAPESTRY

A SENSE OF SPRING

A WOMAN'S WORTH

BAGGAGE

BARD'S CARESS

BEATITUDE

BEAUTIFUL

BEAUTIFUL LIFE

BECOMING THE RIVER

BEFORE

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THAT'S LIFE

Simply said:
We're born.
We die.
What's in between
is what counts.
Complex minds
fumble with existence
like a Rubik's cube,
twisting blocks
of time and experience
trying to create
an acceptable
semblance of normalcy.
Yet all the while
knowing that we can't
line up all the colors
into a perfect cube
of living.
But,
that's okay...
...no one is perfect
and colors look better
when in juxtapose anyway.
Then too;
why waste time
figuring regimented puzzles?
Once you are finished
the thrill is over.
YOU ARE DONE.

K.Tate Jacoby
copyright 4/12/97
(revised 11/12/05)





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