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Feb 06, 2005 07:49

it went many years
but at last came a knock
and i tohught of the door with no lock to
lock
my eyes focused on a thin trail of light, from
under the door
spidery fain beams crawled across the dusty
wood floor
A handle of brass, a sandle wood face
indented with riddles of an ancient racei cba writing more of this lovely poem my boyfriend wrote b/c ( Read more... )

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ohsugarbangbang February 7 2005, 15:27:34 UTC
-hugs- for you

cheer up sweets

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