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Broken Spells |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan 
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broken door handles light from wax candles piles of raked leaves snow on pine trees the smell of a clove warmth from a woodstove gum on your shoes soul ? who taught you how to roll ? holiday time madness lost friends sadness an illusion of love a peacful white dove return to sender hearts so tender misty fields in the evening watching you leaving alone in the end these letters pretend JDWIII 3/9/2004 -Wolf |
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muted
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
oh dear wolf...broken hearts and broken spells...keep the clove close, always focus on the dance of the flame...and warmth will follow you to the bone  you create lovely images from even the saddest of moments  |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
you warmed my heart m , Big hugs for u , thanks for the support babe smiles , James |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
The tumble of your heart expressed so well down the page my friend. Blends of striking image here. TD |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
aujussy wolf Enjoyed the walk through your thoughts. |
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