http://slow.writerscafe.org/thedevil The original writings of author DEVIL en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776087537 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15                          life  i was not a child when i first cried i found out later this wasn't the last timeand again and after humid and mild  like dark and deep night of sky and friendly days of mine .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thedevil/1855090/ Yesterday a storm hate my loamAnd swept away the flower that have grownAll through year they had cameAnd have started to give some present smellThose red,white petal looked so niceMy days were turning warm and wiseSo every morning i enjoyed the seenTo watch the dew spark on lean.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thedevil/1844149/ Every morning comesEvery morning goes Every morning dyes And every morning knows But every morning livsFor it have to be the day Utill the sun hides from bottom of the bay http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thedevil/1840193/