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Paper Factory |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Paper Factory The day begins in red works its way in rainbow with a flutter of newsprint and manila and delicious onionskin. Plain or pretty discrete brown or provocative pink with a scent. But, the tree has lost its scent, true green has been covered by a mist of progress gray, I fear the future will be wrapped in plain brown. |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
Martie, sadly I think You are right.  ------------------ I look forward to tomorrow, while looking back on the past. But today is the day I am living. And I expect it to be a great day! |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Oh, wise words says this owl  ------------------ Alis volat propriis (She flies with her own wings) |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Not your future, Martie. You are too resplendant in your colors. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Great message, great poem! I enjoyed reading this very much, Martie ------------------ Denise |
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