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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Massive castles laying in ruins on barren,steep hills where fierce battles were fought, and the dwellers were fraught as the armies began to advance; those are the places that still tell a story when stillness is able to take us back... Meadows swarmed by fragrant daisies, extending themselves to infinity were the intimate and secretive spots of the prince and his lovely princess; a tranquil place where the young poet's hand wrote those passionate lyrics incessantly on parchment to perserve his thoughts in places that still tell a story... Narrow streets paved with stones overlooked by flowery verandas where lovers whispered their secrets to the stimulant and silent moon; words never stifled by unpleasant noises, the perfect place to emanete their dream,in penumbra,to be gone soon... without the perceptual illumination so complete: to remind us of plain people indulging in sensuality in places that still tell a story.... Celestine sea bringing home weary ships that discharge the agile bodies of sailors welcomed by an anxious crowd at the illuminated and breezy dock; sailors who rode the tempestous waves sometimes fearing for their lives in turbulent time, fusing together to confront the outcome courageously in places that still tell a story... Verdant hills and mountains hiding remanents of ancient temples, decaying columns without a roof emitting an indignant mood: a nostalgia for their glorious past... still in the delusion of thier grandeur; who can still hear the hymns sung gleefully in places that still tell a story?
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