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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Time perceives the eye, catches the old and creates the new. Whisks itself upon seasons, coldly frosted, yea briskly autumn. Sandbox dates and early naps, time told tales of the early past. Shattered dawn, lightless hours, Co-existing with droplets of bellied humor. It’s never a concern, just a burden, Feverously belying our intuition, Disrupting our free less thought. Water drips, Wraps around the oceans current, Vicariously towering the endless wonder. I stare ever so close, Timless yet methodical with reason. I wonder, when is my next step to make? |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
ahh Tomer, what we all ponder indeed You know that next step you never know of until you have taken it and gazed back upon the path you were once on nice write xxoo |
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