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Fever
Contributed by
iodinelove
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Friday, 31st December 2010 @ 09:47:19 PM in AEST
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Fever, love
Your hands are trembling
Cold
My hands are broken
You are infinite black towers
Brushing autumn
At honey-suckle blue skies
You are the words I cannot find
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iodinelove
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2010-12-31 21:47:19]
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Re: Fever
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by emystar on
Friday, 31st December 2010 @ 09:53:37 PM AEST
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Nice except the broke hands part.
Happy New year.
blessings, huggs,
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Re: Fever
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by duff on
Saturday, 1st January 2011 @ 03:21:56 AM AEST
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Short but well written and mysterious. Each line profound and precise. Nice job on this one. It made for an interesting read.
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Re: Fever
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by cashfan1 on
Saturday, 1st January 2011 @ 05:56:10 AM AEST
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| I like this very much. Deep and mysterious, well constructed piece of writing. |
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Re: Fever
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by ming on
Wednesday, 5th January 2011 @ 11:04:00 AM AEST
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Ah...
'You are the words I cannot find'
such a bittersweet line. Thanks for sharing.
ming
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Re: Fever
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by Banjosandwitch on
Wednesday, 19th January 2011 @ 07:27:41 AM AEST
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| strange good ? |
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