A Stream
29 April, 2009
Author: Puppet
Gone
Are
The
Willows
Which
Wept
For
The
Dead.
The
River
Crawls
Forward
Washing
Every
Stone-
Head.
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Colin (69.157.12.176) -- Saturday, May 2 2009, 07:26 pm a stunning stream of words and in perfect poetic lineage! |
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