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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. It is summer The trees are green Since that day I have been wandering Wending in the memory Of the garden your being Suddenly composed Bemused among Those beautiful flowers Whose sensual fragrances Fill the air with thoughts And dreams Who would have imagined What signs or symbols Could have warned me before It is summer The trees are green . |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Nothing brings back memories more intensely than fragrances. Most beautiful. M |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
the middle of this is especially fine!: "Bemused among Those beautiful flowers Whose sensual fragrances Fill the air with thoughts And dreams" |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
We dream, and yet there is so often no warning of misfortune. Everything looks the same, and yet there is time. The green, or greens, can be beautiful, of course. A good and thought-provoking write, and a good read, thank you. |
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