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Post by onemorething on Jun 27, 2003 11:44:00 GMT -5
summer long awaited marches in alongside trumpets and song, flowers and sun days ring with laughter, and night comes home late she consumes the young so briefly in a life of moments spent waiting for summer
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Post by aj on Jun 27, 2003 15:00:33 GMT -5
Nice one, Ken.
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Post by Alexia on Jun 27, 2003 22:35:09 GMT -5
Now you know why I always ask you what you see? This was wonderful........thank you.
Sincerely
Alex
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Post by Jaysie on Jun 28, 2003 15:41:01 GMT -5
"Night comes home late"! That is a very clever thought. I like this one a lot!
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