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Contemplations Each star crosses the horizon it fall somewhere out of sight a great is being written by someone in the night a broken heart a love affair new fallen snow pictures, that help others to grow a moon bright and glowing a fawn in a secluded range butterflies gracefully dancing on air unknown sounnds in the eve so strange another masterpiece as special as any canvassed art from the minds of modern day amateurs professionaly from the heart another star blinks across the midnight hue a child is born a man dies but this is the circle so true so we must taste each drop consume each literary meal for who knows of tomorrow and how many more moments we can steal. TEA BV 4-11-00 |
Additional Notes:
This probably rambles on a bit, but it was there and I had to put it down befor it flew away like eagle on the hunt.
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