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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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Down fragrant hedged lanes i looked for it? Variant green leaves, vibrant wildflowers, egg yellow and vermilion. Hawthorn and Ash, Willow and Birch, hung with spiders gossamer filaments. Verdant verges of stalking Robins search, with the pulse of it? White feathers float through it. Now i am sick of it, filled to the top with it? Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, ring out the old, ring in the new,ring out the false, ring in the true..A Lord Tennyson |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Life can get caught in its own sticky spun threads. Hmm, perhaps 'yolk' yellow in lieu of egg yellow, to offer a bit of allit allure? |
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Nightingale Junior Member
since 2007-06-21
Posts 31Depths of The Unkown, UK |
Enjoyed your conversation we will chat again. monster of a poem, filled with nightmares. |
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