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By Winterwords
May the spirits live on
to call from the air
brush past an ivory face
night-eyes upturned
staring to the moon
wondering...
where the heart-touches go
where the words go
as away from earth-binds
a spirit winds
heart-bound
winding a way...
to the white light
to the abyss...
of the flickering flame
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© 2009 Winterwords
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On Tuesday, June 23, 2009, unspeakable truth
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Delicate, stunning...
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On Friday, January 2, 2009, NikesRain
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brushes beautifully and gently with its tone and feel... something to drift upon and in... lovely... have missed your words much
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On Friday, January 2, 2009, The Lipstick Factor
(290) wrote:
Lovely, ancient feel to this write.
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On Friday, January 2, 2009, Echoes of Orpheus
(359) wrote:
Finished reading it and something about it just lingered... In a good way, it had an aura or presence of some kind. Glad I read this piece, write on.
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Wow...
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