Oftentimes
By charliegirl65
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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Oftentimes,
when, twixt narrow walls the hollow wind moans
rain condenses out the sky.
huge drops of paint from a freshly filled brush
falling on the canvas below.
it will coat the world in fresh beauty
ready for greedy beings to mar with their lives once more
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