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burnt offerings |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia 
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Some forfeit the day, surround themselves in charcoal. More burnt offerings. Incensed by the hate, seeking a different gate, hands reach out from jail. Eyes of despair glaze, fired in unkind man’s kiln. Brine and brimstone hearts. The river of life capriciously rages past. Rafts of refuge sink. But we are lucky, grab the driftwood that remains. We pull ourselves free. [This message has been edited by Midnitesun (12-31-2005 05:02 PM).] |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT |
even mankind has its darkest moments .... coal can be described as Diamonds in the Rough. Wishing you new horizons in the coming year my friend. CT |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
*pout* I was going to publish some poetry with this title, too!  Happy New Year, sweets!  Looks like rain here, too. Good thing. Those blue tarps are flammable and there are indeed some hawks about, as we discussed. I'll light some incense for you.  |
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