CatsWithWings00 wrote:
I’m going to stand outside; so if anyone asks I’m outstanding!
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Sep 19, 2019
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CatsWithWings00 wrote:
That amazing moment when you hear a song you haven’t heard in years and you still know all the words.
Many songs of owl city and I share this unique bond , it’s nice when it’s like that 
Up above the streets and houses rainbow climbing high,everyone can see it smiling over the sky!Paint the whole world with a rainbow!🌈
Sep 20, 2019
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#126
If you never jumped from one couch to another to save yourself from the lava, then you didn't have a childhood.
Sep 24, 2019
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#128
I like that quote; is it like saying “not my problem “ or am I interpreting it all wrong XD 😂
Sep 24, 2019
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#129
So I was looking for a joke to tell, then Google assistant told me one, “I wonder if the earth makes fun of the moon for having no life “
xD made me smile
Sep 24, 2019
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#130
“What’s the best thing about Switzerland?”
”I don’t know but the flag is a big plus!”
Sep 24, 2019
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#133
I love to play,
A game of chess.
Especially,
With a friend well dressed.
The more they know,
The more I learn
The less they know,
The more I earn.
Written by - CatsWithWings00
Sep 24, 2019
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#135
Thanks. Just came up with it the other day and put it on my profile. 
Playing on this website has really inspired me to write more chess related poetry. It’s been fun.
The Tyger
Launch Audio in a New WindowTyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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This Blake poem is not only perfect but timeless as well...I love Poetry better than Philosophy...
That amazing moment when you hear a song you haven’t heard in years and you still know all the words.