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Wind plays with the hair accross her face
See the Shore...
Remembering yet being
She sits in contemplation
Of no thought at all
Illusion falls away.
See the Shore...
Remembering yet being
She sits in contemplation
Of no thought at all
Illusion falls away.
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Re: The wind
Sat, June 27, 2009 - 4:54 PMi am wind
wild grasses
quiver in my wake!
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