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Post by ^^AshVan^^ on Jan 23, 2011 10:30:30 GMT -5
in a magic tower beneath a winded world circumstance rots to noise
shadows burst underneath insect juice then sighs every request
disregard birth she illustrates another studio beside each brain pool
lines orbit in clouds overhead
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Post by Astarael ~ Enduring on Jan 24, 2011 1:06:19 GMT -5
Hi AshVan, great to see you trying out the drops, I love this, you've mangaged to capture the imagination and the flow is excellent. Especially love that last line. Thanks for sharing this
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Post by ^^AshVan^^ on Jan 24, 2011 1:34:54 GMT -5
Thanks, it was really fun.
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Post by inflames on Feb 21, 2011 21:59:58 GMT -5
I adore the ending of this. Very light piece. Wonderful drop!
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Post by ॐ Hemz ॐ on Feb 25, 2011 9:31:24 GMT -5
You have really pushed boundaries and have successfully created a highly original and terrific sounding poem. I am glad I dropped by your drop of poetry.
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