Constant Universe
Time embraces the outer edges of life, with so much grace in every place one goes crevices, corners abate life's quickness, it's every beat a passing memory.
Constant Universe
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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Range Comrad | 0 | 01/23/2010 |
Hail The Game | 0 | 06/10/2009 |
Whiley | 0 | 03/18/2009 |
Cavehand | 0 | 03/18/2009 |
Ville | 0 | 03/16/2009 |
Frail Tyme | 0 | 03/16/2009 |
The Sweet Air | 1 | 03/16/2009 |
Claim On Hold | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
The Long Pond | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
Constant Universe | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
LedMont | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
Act Clear | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
Drawtag | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
Twist Fig | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
Baithelm | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
Braisse' | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
WallGown | 0 | 12/22/2008 |
Louse | 0 | 12/04/2008 |
On the Deedot | 0 | 12/04/2008 |
Liltleer | 0 | 12/04/2008 |
StarOvey | 1 | 12/04/2008 |
Flatroom | 1 | 11/25/2008 |
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