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The forest seemed black
in the distance,
like a thick wall that prevented
the passage,
and little by little,
upon coming closer,
its dark color began to turn
into green foliage,
protecting between...
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Photos by me
We Are Made One with What We Touch and See
We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart's blood...
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I've sworn off holidays.
The treat's the trick.
Renewed resolve caves in
with each excuse.
From racing year to year,
I'm dizzy, sick.
Red hearts, green beer, brown eggs
try to seduce me
...
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Clover and Glass
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
The faces of clover lying in fields of glass,
shattered and broken, pieces of emotion distorted by reflections of...
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I wrote this poem in 1999, I added visuals in 2009 and of course Enya's beautiful voice tops it off.
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