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Journey To The Line |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. The winter sea Heaves heavily Under a mantle of broken ice And snow Flags in the harbor Limply flutter from their poles As if lacking the will to move Atop the hill Couples gather at a theater After the usual meals For yet another forgettable show Some same refrain About adventure and love That hardly seems relevant Anymore What birds there are Shiver alone Under wooden eaves Or on leafless trees Starved for a little food One would be glad To pull a cover Completely over his head And sleep through it all If he could . |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
What birds there are Shiver alone Under wooden eaves Or on leafless trees Starved for a little food I love your words John  RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
indeed |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
You write desolation well, my friend....a bit too well, because that bespeaks experience with it, and I wish that weren't so. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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