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The portraits muse
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The portraits muse |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Her warm breathe was often seen through the tears of the Himalayan The eyes of a long, roasted night latin onto her back with a skin so soft, the language became lost. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I thought, on the first few readings that I didn't understand this at all, beautiful though it is, but with several more readings, I began to understand a corner of its soul, like feeling the heart-words of a wordless piano sonata. Owl |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Owl, I appreciate what you took from the piece...your words are always taken to heart. Take care Cheers |
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