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Libra Poem |
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craigrk Member
since 2001-12-23
Posts 123
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Libra – ’74 Your voice perhaps the only one I hear, yes, the one I know I hear. Your touch never foreign, like my own only real.Your love, though you can’t abstract it races frantic symmetry, circles in tireless haste, sheepdogs the shattering bits of my world from drifting into lost - as the trees once ruled the earth you are my only profession. [This message has been edited by craigrk (04-13-2002 12:45 PM).] |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
quite a narrative, much enjoyed  |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Hello. The pulse of this work made my heart beat faster. Wonderful expression! ThisDiamond |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) This is wonderful, sweet friend, such wonderful passion and romance fills these tender words! (big hugggssssss) Your words are always so inspiring, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Craig, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
"...races frantic symmetry, circles in tireless haste, sheepdogs the shattering bits of my world..." what a picture....thanks for the snapshot....makes me want to see the whole album... |
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