Scenery
After the storm of Warmth, autumn comes again,
the Bitter Rain cleans the earth,
it’s the place where plants refuse to grow, yet,
After the fall, winter comes and goes,
snow white scenery speaks to my fantasies, look,
light can be touched this time,
After the cold, Ice is broken,
for, slowly, the landscape changes,
maybe hope is not lost yet ...
Maybe these grounds aren’t poisoned after all ...
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| *shining star__: | Woensdag, augustus 22, 2007 17:04 |
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| Auteur: karin jansen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 augustus 2007 | ||
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