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by Hercolena Oliver July 29, 2010

by Hercolena Oliver April 21, 2009

Copper shades of brown inevitably must rust, what goes up must come down digusted by wind gust; reality is often grim discarding prayer gusht, should she trust him in eventual ashes & dust; without the sun there's still a moon as in God we trust, rotten apples uneaten are strewn and of bread remains a crust; fishes in water are not drowned inviting mermaid as guest, when water & metal rust found and in baptising we be blest; the wind endeavours to find a mind without as much as having to scout, the peeled orange leaves rind behind in effect out and about.
by Hercolena Oliver June 17, 2010

by Hercolena Oliver October 18, 2008

by Hercolena Oliver July 11, 2010

That's bestonline by far.
by Hercolena Oliver October 18, 2008

Permissive and impressive
by Hercolena Oliver May 02, 2010
