Wolf
Apprentice
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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Sea
Feb 26, 2004 0:58:13 GMT -5
Post by Wolf on Feb 26, 2004 0:58:13 GMT -5
Sea
I was here, reposed,
waves filling the basins of my soul
with the essence of life;
caressed by the wind,
warmed by the sun--
and then love came into my life...
And now that it has gone,
I am still here,
alone,
with the endless sea...
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, June 10, 1975
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Feb 26, 2004 11:40:46 GMT -5
Post by bloodredtears on Feb 26, 2004 11:40:46 GMT -5
beautiful piece...great job!
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Feb 26, 2004 11:59:12 GMT -5
Post by richie on Feb 26, 2004 11:59:12 GMT -5
great work wonderfull words enjoyed so much Richie.
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Feb 26, 2004 19:11:05 GMT -5
Post by SilverEyes on Feb 26, 2004 19:11:05 GMT -5
I was here, reposed,
waves filling the basins of my soul
I love those lines. A sad but beautiful write.
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