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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Trees in pristine glow White flakes covering darkness The world seeming cleansed Serenity of the woodlands calls I make my way cross frozen streams To the safety of the Fey.
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Some people live life in the fast lane. I live in oncomming traffic. This is my Poetry blog. It's mostly crap, but one or two showcase my brilliance. Be sure to check my home blog and sign my guest book. Feel free to leave a comment.
 
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