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Mar 30, 2010
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ere is too
slight
of human
the simmering merge
we nape of ruin
like sapling rustle
come first hot days
of season new
firelight sparkles
on the water
like flints
chipped from
artisan
my words can be
crafted
slow
tuff slough
crumbling
there is so much
that I cannot say
but to listen
and it will
be heard
We are all
made by the
same
— Esker, Mar 30, 2010
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Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Esker
Esker
16 years 2 months ago
Thank you JayCee
raskin
16 years 2 months ago
Such a lovely, powerful