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Missunderstodd, missued and missed.
Did you forget or did you give up?
Warning: I'm hasardous waste.
Le Onde
The Butcher and his Daughter
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The Butcher and his Daughter
Nothing is everlasting
It's always better to walk away in the rain
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My journals
Ireland
, Friends only
September 28 2009
, Friends only
September 24 2009
, Friends only
20 September 2009
, Friends only
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The sound of thirty-six pines side by side surrounding
the clearing and swaying all night like individual hymns
is the sound of water, which is the oldest sound,
the first we forgot.
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on Sep 19 2010 03:57 AM
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miss you lots miss ghostie!
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on Sep 03 2010 09:12 AM
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http://allpoetry.com/poem/6763227
for you dear
Overlord Darklight
on Jun 14 2010 08:39 AM
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Immortaly Blind
on May 17 2010 05:09 AM
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You've a nice poetic style.
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on May 15 2010 05:05 AM
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thanks for the guest book entry.
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