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By jackryhme Date: 2002 Feb 13 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.13.18.28.14128]] |
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sunset over the ever mores color flocks of retreating birds with fire heaven's present to this troubled life to see the beauty apart from all this trash past, future, present all rolled into a flock of retreating birds these tears that roll out of unlocked eyes from this unexpected treasure have caught within each an image of you |