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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
The words have slipped from my mind so sensual, so sublime the silver nickel sumptuous sickle caught the thought that time erased the mold from whence it came this heart cooled to cold grasping at straws of vernacular guise only read by disappearing eyes they come, they go leaving ne'er the hole to be felt filled consoled all the while my dry lids close releasing my memory in prose... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A cold heart isn't a good start for anything, I would say. Get yourself out into the sun and feel the warmth, dear Brad.  ... the rest will follow.You always write with impact. Love, Margherita |
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