The poet

The poet danced in the sun

The poet ran in the meadow

The poet swam in the ocean

The poet sang in the halls

The poet wrote on the walls

The poet loved 

The poet lived

The poet wept

The poet sang

The poet lived to the fullest

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...I don't know

My day...

So, I shall tell you the story of my day. Today started like any other day, I got out of bed, I took a shower, ate breakfast, etc etc...My family and I then loaded into the mini-van, picked up some friends and headed towards the city to shop...But wait...My mom wants alpaca hair!!! lucky us..we then drove out to an alpaca farm and spent the next hour being lectured about the finer points of alapaca poop and mating rituals(I know what your thinking "JEE I wish I was there!!"), we then proceeded to stand outside in the freezing cold and watch my mom get assaulted with llama/alpaca kisses. After what seemed like an eternity in alpaca heaven we got to sit in the nice warm mini-van and wait for my mom. Finally..She is done and we continue our trip with a boat load of hair in the back of our car. We shop...We get tired...we get bored..My mom gets interviewed by a KNBC reporter..We go home, fun stuff. At home we eat dinner and then go to a friends house to hang out and watch the dropping of the ball. After many laughs, painful duels with board game pieces and a Twilight Zone marathon we close the year!! HAPPY 2009 everybody!