Anything I write in quatrains using meter and an end-line scheme will be put here.
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An ancient wind there swept across the field.
An ardent flame there flashed before mine eyes. -
The lungs suck in a standing breath
which howls like a perpetual wind11 lines, 24 comments, on Feb 26 5:46 AM 2006. In Other -
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we'll fill your firmament with banes
with vapors bleeding deadly rains
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the spring of life will yield to snows
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And if there's a doubt in your starry mind,
dear god I ask that you lay me low.30 lines, 34 comments, on Jan 4 12:09 PM. In Love, Relationships
