a brief serenityA Poem by blueseekercrisp sounds forming through the hushed leaves. gentle songs outlining the silent language among game. change of color emerging over this existence. a moment of old rapture. . repeatSs
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Added on June 20, 2012Last Updated on June 20, 2012 AuthorblueseekerAboutdiscover passionately and be a fool doing so. im very interested in the impossible questions of this universe. or possibly the choices and actions of humanity. questions will always consume my mind.. more.. |

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