Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
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In my garden, I touch the blooms in the rain, There are always as many drops as I have fingers-- I hold the storm's dreams Fallen like petals Right into my astonished hands. _______________________________
Ahh sweet awe. Shay, why not write a poem for Poefusion's Monday
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aesthetic.
I will try to find that, Cynthia. Is it in your links?
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