Topic: The Seduction of Perfection's Flaw | |
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Dreams occupy slumbers cradle.
In these heavens, prayers for the divine conjure magnificence tease. If not for the prospect of winged apparitions, harp notes sour. What sweet music could shade hopes amber glow? Attainments summit bathes in dewy mist glisten. Will hints and wisps have ambition to rise in defiance of rains cleanse? From victories precipice, jubilant hands may touch the angels face. Dare I risk poisoning the grace of glory, with mortalities plague? |
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Nice Tech
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Thanks for taking time to read and comment, Joe.
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Very nicely written.
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I do not have a poetic bone in my body ,and I am very impressed with someone like yourself who has such a command over words and can blend in thoughts and emotion to go with them.Good job Sir.
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Love this..
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I really appreciate y'all checking it out and sharing your thoughts, it means a lot.
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