In september, I did part one here:
With infinite steps, tradition stands fertile...
With infinite steps, tradition stands fertile...
our souls bare.....stripped, a bear based in basic simplicities....
Funny, the tranquility in creaks and moans....
when searching for the outlet to disconnection...
A pirouetted scope, in ignorance of time, breaks all boundaries....
There were no tulips in the Garden of Eden....
creating multiples....counting hers..
In september, I did part one here: http://muse-n-mash.blogspot.com/2009/09/counting-herspt-1.html
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