| Open Poetry #40 |
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Peach Harbor |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan
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. If one Is fortunate And whatever gods Are kind Life will know To treasure after all The radiance Of a constant star The sun slowly rose It’s rays through clouds As filled the summer sky With light— And I thought Before I turned Again to lesser things How I love her hair . |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
and the back stare |
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