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Lille Heks ([info]lilleheks) wrote on November 10th, 2006 at 01:23 pm

rivers run fullblooded


across the field of dreams, forgotten


in their making;


no one in sight, no trace of haste, just


butterflies with stardust frosted wings


obey the silent gush of stream and


water sprays into the light of happy days>


 


 


                                     


 


 

 
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