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Post by sergosa on Dec 20, 2009 13:00:18 GMT -6
Sun's rays are rustling softly On the golden dry leaves That covered a little glade. It's awkward. I feel myself as if I'm walking over lost letters ...
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Post by anirbas on Dec 30, 2009 21:43:49 GMT -6
I am bowled over by this piece, mi compadre!!!
"I feel myself as if I'm walking over lost letters..."
My favorite lines! Glorious!!!!!!!
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