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Some fragrance flown from the gardens of memories
Some windows opened up on the knocks of the dreams -
Finally an hour of quiet. The feeling of safety has filled her soul.
'She' was a boat whose mast, ropes and sails has been broken by a tempest.by workshop 60 lines, 7 comments, on Jun 15 11:27 AM 2006. In Contemporary -
Preparing for another battle
Putting another mask to hide myself -
One day a little kid,
Sitting in the garden. -
fighting in the dark,
unable to see the enemy,by workshop 52 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 18 4:07 AM 2006. In Contemporary -
I may look like a duck
Or I may look like an eagle
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