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As i touch the kind leaves of the turquoise horizon,
something goes through me.
Smooth flowing voices climb to an open galloping sound.
How many miles will the never still, never quiet wind howl through the vast and open stars?
- by Aoife24601 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/02/2011 |
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- Title: ???
- Artist: Aoife24601
- Description: a free style poem we had to write for english class. to be honest i don't even know what it means!
- Date: 02/02/2011
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