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Salt rolled through as puddles
She lay weeping as a willow
For she had not willed love
Her fate had been misunderstood
She cries toward moon distracted
Fearful of allowing
Salt rolled through as puddles
She lay weeping as a willow
For she had not willed love
Her fate had been misunderstood
She cries toward moon distracted
Fearful of allowing
You Live Near The Pacific Ocean
I have fresh water lakes. :D
I like fresh water. On that
I like fresh water. On that note, I think I will drink some.
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Lol
Loved the poem, but your response to allets made me laugh.
Hope all has been well.
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
Lol
it is the laughter that I am after...
Nice to see you around, Ashes! Miss your words!
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