Flatroom

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Flatroom

Can you see the day with its efferescent air, and luminous lines on every turn??? I watch the eagles with their wide wingspan, they openly are our aspirations, and lives!! Encompassing the perimeters of every life, and way, ultimately the swayer of saints. Go long now, for here you'll stay, and be engulfed.

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ivecute77 commented on Flatroom

11-19-2008

verry nice, and your welcome

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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