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The WindThe Wind.The Wind
It takes me
I am carried away to see- below the rotting bodies
Of friends,
Of Loves.
My dreams and societies aspired. Oh so simple once seemed
Now staunched.
The wind expires slowly from my journey
And I am stuck
Between the pupil of knowledge and cornea of disbelief.
How could such a thing occur. Not a question, no,
A simple retrospect.
How could such a thing occur, and leave me, falling,
Failing,
Falling.
Hey, thank you for the add
Have a wonderful weeekend.
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Kind regards,
Frank
Enjoy my last News Article 'Finest Macro, Nature and Invertebrates in Squares'
so your making a comeback into the world of photography?
look forward to seeing some new stuff too!
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If you stay in the cold, you appreciate the warmth...
Pinkangelwings
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got involved with a band this year, really took me away from drawing, although when summer rolls round i always seem drawn to drawing again haha... i've read a couple of your new poems, they're really good!! you tend in get more into your stride with them nearer the end
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If you stay in the cold, you appreciate the warmth...
Pinkangelwings
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my band is called 'Lead resonance' we'll be playing in wembley soon so be sure to come watch us there
so whos your crew nowadays, do you see any of the old latymites?
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