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By Jemiah Submitted by lill_hugz Date: 2002 May 29 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.29.22.42.11628]] |
~ And so she regressed back in the woodland hills that hid the glittery pixies which will no longer welcome her mornings. Where swift rose petals calmly surfacing on a lake have no positive reaction , or any reaction at all. Darkness engulf the ever mighty spunk this sad Harlequin once conjured , that with every hilt of day she showed a smile and a every toll of the moon a new dream would arise. Now it was all gone ... he was all gone along with the strenght a giggle once belonged. |