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Beyond the Grasp |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Beyond the Grasp Virginia Salter I tried to speak my heart; he drove off in a philosophical tangent left me standing all alone I felt as if I were the target of many a pummeling stone mournfully I stood, black as a midnight sky above a hill in the wilderness, helplessly began to cry if he could not be purple with passion why not red with rage or even green with envy or yellow with wisdom’s sage my words seemed to fall to a space beyond the clouds outside the pull of the earth beyond the grasp of the crowds © May 6, 2000 |
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latin passion Senior Member
since 2001-04-26
Posts 576 |
Only a couple more days of full moon. Hope the communication channels open up soon. ()hugs(). |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
thanks, latin passion, but I have to admit this is fully contrived...although, I really think I've felt this way in some piece of my past. |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Things sure get crazy sometimes, don't they?  |
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