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mute flute |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india 
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Mute flute Welcome. Please have a drink on the porch, Welcome, dear evening. Beg your pardon for slurred voice. Pardon the gathers of moist On my black eyes. The flickering darkness of the forest, Mutely lifts its face towards a deathly moon. “Soon! Wait shall be over soon!” Cries a nocturnal bird’s flight Hands slightly tremble. A few drop of spirit fall on old lap. Pardon the old chap, sir. He has lost a part of spirit from his being. Let us three, listen to the Mute flute of the end of the world. clever talks delay friendship! |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
quite sad, my dear friend. Quite sad. but beautiful poem. |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
 ARCTIC WIND |
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simon Member
since 2008-01-14
Posts 440London, England |
Very sad. But as always really nice... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Mute flute of the end of the world. Yes there is sadness, but you forged it so uniquely! Such amazing thoughts. love Margherita |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Beautiful! I could hear flute notes falling softly in the background. Enjoyed! |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
thank you all clever talks delay friendship! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
You weave beautiful with the sadness, and you captivated me. Alison |
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