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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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Awoken by cold, Brain begins opening chords of Nessun Dorma, the morning horribly beautiful. What to believe ? What to hold onto? Life so hectic now, not simple. Anguish. Soft excuisite brain images,calm. Tommorow? Future? Negligable past. Seasons are companions,friends coming to visit. Beauty, irradiates. Scenery,breathless. love, sterile. Noise irritating. Stagnantly sloth. Withdrawn into books and drink and wanting. Brain pictures of rippleing dark, sun reflected summer water. Misunderstood. Family detatched. confusion of what is best or proper. Travel,experiance,to feed jah. People,places,changes, cause and effect. Warmth,stability,destiny...! |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
Seasons are companions,friends coming to visit. Goldenrose, really did like this line in particular. interesting, personal write. enjoyed the read! love, gem xxxxxxxx |
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Brad Majors 
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
nice |
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Black Swan Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 165on the moon |
I really enjoyed the flow of this. Much beauty in this write...Thank you for sharing it! "Warmth,stability,destiny...!" < focus on that! > ~Talia |
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