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I push a pensive eye up to gray skies
And hear the East winds whisper in the trees,17 lines, 40 comments, on Oct 9 11:14 AM -
The field mouse and the weasel
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My lighthouse thrusts through turgid sea
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Asleep amidst soft linens form a prick
And wandering the boundless world of dreams,28 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 21 7:30 AM. In Fantasy
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Little drops of lost love
falling through space26 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 22 8:56 AM. In Love
