Raven Breath

Written by K.S. Fellow

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Standing mountains are likerepparttar breaks to what can be defined... if you call them less in a gritty jealousy, then what can be gained from your brash hand would be like a waste land compared to a forest that ridgesrepparttar 146079 sides ofrepparttar 146080 hills... The gain and future is what you sew into your flesh, what threads and spool from which you take will forever make crest upon your path. Letrepparttar 146081 patterns be that of peace and greatness and not that of malice, asrepparttar 146082 knots chock out any hope.

-summer downs

Praise the Lord for every day we do not lie sneer, or betray.

Ode to a thinker

Written by Sumra

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arms? Do you See, smell, hear, feel, and taste that Thinker?...I smell it, I hear it, I taste it, I feel it, but I do not see it, yet arms hold me close to itís eyes like keys and itís breath like night air.... Oh Thinkerrepparttar playfulness,repparttar 146078 smell,repparttar 146079 mystic time,repparttar 146080 running...... It plays in steeps, it smells of sweet, it feels like wheat and I see it....... Thinker what do you see that I can not?........ two golden rings, an ocean of cream, a narrow feather, a summer leaf, you seerepparttar 146081 opposite... Thinker dose it fly whenrepparttar 146082 sleep has swallowed?...... it will move and it will eat and it will have no flight with out wings but it will find flight in rendering sleep...Thinker what are you thinking now.....My memory betrays me, and will betray you as well, our words spin round our lifeís sine, around it hitsrepparttar 146083 same things again and again .........Thinker, Iíve seen it before so donít say I havenít.......I will not, I will not.......Days, nights, woven distraught. :K.S.Fellow


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