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Poetry and Photo Uploads ~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Origin
Sitting in folds
shivering and shimmering
a form covered in silent film
collecting the dust of delight
~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell
written 03/24/2010 8:54 pm est
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Anonymous
March 28, 2010 at 4:24 PM
short and beautiful, so much said in four lines
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short and beautiful, so much said in four lines
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