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| I hope the best for the Inupiaq people living there, kiana 2 has more pics, top left corner. |
When we two parted - In silence and tears, - Half broken-hearted - To sever for years, - Pale grew thy cheek and cold, - Colder thy kiss; - Truly that hour foretold - Sorrow to this. - The dew of the morning - Sunkchill on my brow - It felt like the warning - Of what I feel now. - Thy vows are all broken, - And light is thy fame; - I hear thy name spoken, - And share in its shame. - They name thee before me, - A knell to mine ear; - A shudder comes o'er me - Why wert thou so dear? - They know not I knew thee, - Who knew thee to well: - Long, long shall I rue thee, - Too deeply to tell. - In secret we met - In silence I grieve, - That thy heart could forget, - Thy spirit decieve. - If I should meet thee - After long years, - How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears...
George Gordon - Lord Byron 1788-1824
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| me and my cousin teddy |
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| we did almost everything together as kids, my childhood brother |
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| of Jordan's hill, one of two roads from the beach |
Thank You for visiting
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In a way pictures speak more that words, I chose this poem for this page so that people at my home and my family can get an idea of how I feel from time to time, it's true for me in a small way, I got into so much trouble there and feel like an outcast or an outsider when i'm there, i'm sorry to say this to those of you at home but you know my selfishness, attitude, characther, brokenness, and I know the past will always hang on to me when i'm seen, wether I have a smile on my face or not, so i'm alone in this world, going to places where no one who knows my past can see me, e-mail me yes, but i'm free to go where i'm not looked at with someone reminding me of what i've done wrong and walk in a way of my choice, I hope when I do go home, i'll be strong enough to walk in a way that is pleasing to my family, to my childhood friends, to the elders, most of all before G-d, we all must answer for our actions and I hope the best for you at home, i'll never feel a part of any community except in Kiana. I'm an outsider wherever I go until I can become a part of Kiana once again.
| in the summer months |
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| this place becomes bloodsucker heaven |
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