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My rock
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My rock |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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My rock The metamorphic Womb of time. Births drop by drop, The heavens void, Unborn to born, By secret means, Flowering the perpetuity, Of annihilation In incalculable, Changing oblivion. As I pray on this rock. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Phew!  - Intense. Running for the dictionary..hehe. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Somber piece, Seymour...intense it is. Well done. Perfect ending! Denise |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Severn, How deep is deep? Bless you Sy *L* Denise, It is said every rock is a temple. I was just saying a prayer. *L* |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Wow...awesome piece, Sy. Very powerful words. Me likes this one much.  Michael |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Very deep |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Michael, Your remark was worth writing the poem, thanks. Hoot, Deep is good. *L* |
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