sunlight fills the air and sinks a memory seed within me,
it joins the other igniting shade.
my pen wisps:
no one like the master key, without whom.
now we are free
for Sahib constantly
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
2may11
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"igniting shade"
Published by tretchicovmanicova on May 2, 2011 - 01:33
from the ABC set ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙this poem book that he gave
from the ABC set ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙this poem book that he gave