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Bird
Contributed by
antikythera
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Sunday, 25th July 2010 @ 05:41:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Pure time creates a garden
around yellow water and burnt umber apples
developed with celestial corals
that does not know why it flows.
Come with me see multitudes of bird feathers
an original prize
a current of an infinite dove
that does not know why it flows.
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Re: Bird
(User Rating: 1 ) by hauntedscorp on
Sunday, 25th July 2010 @ 06:58:44 AM AEST (User
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I like you style of just giving the reader a small taste of what you are expressing. It opens up the thought process and gives us something to ponder without fully knowing the subject. Nice! |
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