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muddy river shore the writings of birds feet
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a lone deer makes such a long shadow
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horses standing close a carpet of fresh snow
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Oh! beautiful beast I hear thy thunderous
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Thick myst can be seen from afar as I wonder closer to the image I see
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Green fairy came glimmering, shimmering,twinkling..
Casting her sparkling spells ,
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He says he chases tornados.
I think it's the other way around.
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A chilly winter morning
amid the frosted snow
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The weather conditions are just right as the funnel forms in the skies
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strong and built to last through withering weights of affliction. foundation laid deep in the wrestling waters
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gray mud puddle
reflects the young girls face
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autumn rains
puddles everywhere a
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Droplets of doubt fall rolling off pride’s bare shoulders
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With no end in sight,
we must sever, this night,
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About a peacock, its simple.
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Dancing into the night under the stars,
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Black tailed tadpoles
torpedoed to and throw.
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To life is each person's rose still alive,
but through time each rose becomes black
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I can smell its smell its stench,
And it will always to be there,
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Little Girl please don't cry I'll sing to you
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by Night Hope
1 lines, 18 comments,
8 hours ago. In Contest, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Personal, Sad, Spiritual, Inspiration
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"Sounds like it's cold"
Proclaimed in such sensible irony as cutting winds slice past the car
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The owl asks who
and wolf questions how.
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As if angel wings swooned me across mists to a meadow
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The cycles held within natural strife
Peddle messages on the key of life.
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I stir slowly shaking the cold and revive the embers
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Going to That place That special place
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Sometimes i wish this society was diminished
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gentle sunlight shines off the velvet antlers
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Moonrise and eventide are at hand Ravens call out for their boon
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Nightfall comes in peaceful tranquility
within smoothing sounds of waves, calming.
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They all thought I was nothing The prey of a Centaur
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Each day more leaves fall gently down,
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The engine roars
The sirens sound
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i think love is an artform in itself taking the thin brush
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As my spirit find lease My heart is at ease
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Tempest Calling
by Domino-Punky-Heart
51 lines, 2 comments,
1 day ago. In Thoughts, Life, Nature, Society, Other, My own style, Fantasy, Message, Humanity
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Untruths come in three main packs
there's fibs and whoppers, that's a fact.
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