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 Nov 2 07, 13:34
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Plains of destruction, panes of glass. Planes of the airwaves, pains of the soul. Rains of the forest, reigns of the king. Tunnels of moles, runnels like rivers, funnels of clouds. Tons of conviction, runs like the wind. Fun of a circus, Won by a mile. Sun bright in the day one of the reasons. None of them remain. Original Plains of destruction, panes of glass. Planes of the airwaves, pains of the soul. Rains of the forest, reigns of the king. Tunnels of moles, runnels like rivers, funnels of clouds. Tons of conviction, runs like the wind. Fun of a circus, Won by a mile. Sun bright in the day one of the reason. None of them remain. |
  
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ohsteve Word on Word...formly no title Nov 2 07, 13:34 
Merlin Isn't the English language fun, Steve?
It... Nov 2 07, 18:26 AMETHYST Hi Steve,
There is something very intriguing abo... Nov 2 07, 19:16 Cathy Hi Steve,
Your words carry a broad spectrum of th... Nov 3 07, 09:24 Psyche This is fun, Steve! I see you're becoming ... Nov 7 07, 16:00 ohsteve Thanks for reading Merlin,Liz,Cathy, and Sylvia an... Nov 11 07, 10:39 Cleo_Serapis What a very unique poem Steve.
I enjoyed the pla... Nov 13 07, 21:32 Don I got more out of the comments than your poem.
... Nov 14 07, 10:57 heartsong7 OH Steve!
how inventive you are, rhyming the f... Nov 27 07, 13:02 
Xanadu Enjoyable read. I really do love "list" ... Nov 27 07, 13:46 1 User(s) are reading this topic (1 Guests and 0 Anonymous Users)
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