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Last seen on Jan 1 9:02 AM.
Member since November 12, 2008.
- I'm a dusted garnet poet for 1 comments.
- I am a
35 year old
person
- I have 1 comment, 7 poems
My Poetry
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Through cycles of growth and decay
we change
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Latin octaves rise to sculpted arches
then fall into the creases of lime-starched robes
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with thick black pens
we scrawl our names
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O noble, enigmatic Tor,
robed in rumours of mystic mischief.
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