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sarojsalelkar.wordpress.com
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| | | | | The lost key lays hiddenVisible to a bystanderYet unseen by the ownerWhat could it possibly open?A treasure trove or a mystery trunk?It appears to be quite oldYet shines with proof of recent usageDoes it belong to a long forgotten pirate?Or an old schoolmaster ?Is the owner a mystery queenOr a grandma of hidden identityOh what... | |
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sweeterthannothing.wordpress.com
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| | | | | In shades of blue, I shiver Cold without your touch * In shades of black, I wither Dead without your love * In shades of grey, I forgive you For leaving me all alone * You watch in shades of silver Another ghost to cross the bridge ***** Written for and inspired by Moonwashed's Weekly... | |
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awriterintheroom.wordpress.com
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| | | | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | |
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tao-talk.com
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| | | every day unfurls as it must--from Oolong, by Adrienne Su Karma's Little Helper She sweats on the front porch swing, listening to wind swish treetops, catching whiffs of lavender. It is summer's zenith, when green screams its loudest. Sunlight roars yellow. The palette's remainder supports in dulcet murmurs. Reverie carries her to a summer when... | ||
