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By Elizabeth G. Submitted by zabette Date: 2003 Jan 02 Comment on this Work [[2003.01.02.06.06.13724]] |
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Misty Morning The light hangs dimly in the misty morning, As I revel in your quiet solitude. Morning is a good time for thought. Thoughts of past love and entanglements Passionate encounters, a new birth, a death, And the rebirth of an aching soul. No one wishes to be truly alone. Life on earth doesn't beckon solitude. Solitude beckons us. |