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[bodytext] => You are the beauty of the aura and the back you are the words if not spoken nor thought most certainly known known and heard the repetitive spinning the wheel slowly weaving You. But where did this wheel get Its name? I say spin, but It bends and breaks jumping from point to point and then... the points are gone. It jumps. It lands. the points are gone. You defy and determine the path You say "***** that!" the path ceases and leaves a spark gone ember gone flame gone blaze gone inferno You. what is and what should be the palatial slopes seldom used for what their purpose might be destroyed by the now, but ever rebuilt We waver in the gaze, the blinding glare We begin to rift /strength./ more than any could fathom in the now /strength./ to send it packing We look to see where where, but the now is gone a new now is upon us and a new strength built always You. You walk the bridges but there are none bullets of the mind shot like kin of the Dark Knight a new beginning but not starting over You burn with You sometimes too hot often but as surely as rough winds do shake the sparkling flakes before a fresh air to witness You is all i mean... for crying out loud... You. si tuviese el poder de concederte este deseo lo haría estaré contigo tanto como me lo permitas "Ay que no se quebrante tu silueta en la arena." convertido en ascua You. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 2 [informant] => sju [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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