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My Muse

twilights waning moments and sunrises yet to come burning away evenings mists like the fading of her memory

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/22/2009 5:52:00 PM
Just Lovely.
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Date: 4/20/2009 8:40:00 PM
A very sweet write, and you do it beautifully as always.
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Date: 4/17/2009 3:29:00 AM
a very cute writing, Brain! i love all the lines ... so very nice! ~ Arany
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Date: 4/16/2009 12:26:00 PM
Sunrise and sunsets are often "My Muse," too, Brian. There is little that can compare with nature and the eternal rotation of planets in terms of providing inspiration. And I like the way you compare the "fading of her memory" to the facing of the day. Very nice, Brian!
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