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Post by Restless on Oct 29, 2003 22:21:44 GMT -5
Turning like a collage brittle leaves unfolding to change the air into something frostbitten like from a Dickens novel Ghosts of my past creep inside my soul as the season changes my mood- Turning
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Post by unburntflame on Nov 3, 2003 0:05:35 GMT -5
yay for betsy-boo. glad u found a way to put what YOU wanted there! lol
luv flame
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Post by aj on Nov 7, 2003 15:17:48 GMT -5
I hate that filter too. I modified it so your poem will read as you intended. Nice write! Love, AJ
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