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February 2017 You Are
My memories.
Which are whispers,
on the wind.
My voice,
is the rustling of leaves,
on.....
Swaying, trees.
My love,
colours .......rainbows.
And
My scent, is that,
of a ......summers breeze.
Show me, the broken .......mirror.
That is, your mind.
Which reflects all.....your.
Shattered dreams.
And ......
I'll welcome you.
To
My world.
Giajl © Jim Love
Personally, I don't get a
Personally, I don't get a concrete idea of what this about, though I would like to. The flow is very nice.
Ha
learnto embrace life and get to experience apathy
Paratrooper's don't die........ they go to Hell and regroup!!!
Lo siento. I thought you
Lo siento. I thought you wanted feedback. Like I said, I really liked thw flow. I was just expressing my feelings about my understanding. It wasn't a value-judgement on quality (which I thought was great btw), I was just saying some more concrete detail might enhance the effectiveness de su obra.