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Post by Dunstan Attard on Mar 13, 2012 3:33:16 GMT -5
I searched into the dark echo of the well yet mountains soared and skies chanted 'I want to live life'
and the river flowed in her womanly splendor towards the skin of the ocean's prelude
and no eye can more than this see the warmth of the evening fires that soars into a new beging that is a joy of love without heresy nor illusion.
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