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"Crisp autumn morning Fog bannished by the sunshine Let's go leaf-shushing!" Send that sunshine my way please, still misty here. Love leaf-shushing, great name for it. Used to love walking through Virginia Waters in Autumn. Not bloody car at the moment so i cannot get there this year. | |||
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"Fog It wreaths the trees with dimming light It muffles sound It dulls the sight Brings cold and chill The constant drip Smoke without fire yet has no smell The beast abroad but who can tell A dragon’s breath but has no heat Of swirling ghosts A phantoms touch In tombs I lays In caves it hides On autumns heels it follows From arctic chill its strength it borrows Within its shroud can evil hide The stalking thief The stabbing knife But yet when the dawning sun arises The ghosts they flee The phantoms fade The leaves and ground are wreathed in silk A thousand threads Each one with gems A million gossamer diamonds A myriad of spider’s pearls That glow with growing silver light And banish fear in to the night " Ethereal. I love it. Did you write it? | |||
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"Fog It wreaths the trees with dimming light It muffles sound It dulls the sight Brings cold and chill The constant drip Smoke without fire yet has no smell The beast abroad but who can tell A dragon’s breath but has no heat Of swirling ghosts A phantoms touch In tombs I lays In caves it hides On autumns heels it follows From arctic chill its strength it borrows Within its shroud can evil hide The stalking thief The stabbing knife But yet when the dawning sun arises The ghosts they flee The phantoms fade The leaves and ground are wreathed in silk A thousand threads Each one with gems A million gossamer diamonds A myriad of spider’s pearls That glow with growing silver light And banish fear in to the night Ethereal. I love it. Did you write it?" All my own work. I dabble now and then in poetry, short stories and write terrible electronica and dance music (computer only, lol). I have written one novel, dragons and wizards stuff and self published it, hell i have even sold a few coipes. | |||
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"Crisp autumn morning Fog bannished by the sunshine Let's go leaf-shushing! Send that sunshine my way please, still misty here. Love leaf-shushing, great name for it. Used to love walking through Virginia Waters in Autumn. Not bloody car at the moment so i cannot get there this year. " Sending some sunshine your way! | |||
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"Fog It wreaths the trees with dimming light It muffles sound It dulls the sight Brings cold and chill The constant drip Smoke without fire yet has no smell The beast abroad but who can tell A dragon’s breath but has no heat Of swirling ghosts A phantoms touch In tombs I lays In caves it hides On autumns heels it follows From arctic chill its strength it borrows Within its shroud can evil hide The stalking thief The stabbing knife But yet when the dawning sun arises The ghosts they flee The phantoms fade The leaves and ground are wreathed in silk A thousand threads Each one with gems A million gossamer diamonds A myriad of spider’s pearls That glow with growing silver light And banish fear in to the night Ethereal. I love it. Did you write it? All my own work. I dabble now and then in poetry, short stories and write terrible electronica and dance music (computer only, lol). I have written one novel, dragons and wizards stuff and self published it, hell i have even sold a few coipes." That's brilliant. You have a talent. I write too. Nothing sold yet. | |||
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