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nurture me a wish circular neon bright to hold mould me tears - as painted leaves from trees fall sleep me a dream in the dreary radiance of this eve fight me a union fiercely and by any means speak me the language of the ancients pray me a someone as dear as thee 18~12~2014 Maurice Yvonne Sponsor: Tony Pinelli Contest: Satisfaction

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Date: 12/19/2014 2:25:00 PM
I enjoyed the range of images conveyed in this write Maurice, wishing you all the best.'
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Date: 12/19/2014 11:17:00 AM
Good to hear from you, Maurice. Wishing you a happy holliday. Love, daver
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Date: 12/18/2014 10:49:00 PM
this is beautiful, Maurice. What is this Satisfaction contest? I can't remember seeing one like that!!
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Maurice Yvonne
Date: 12/18/2014 11:48:00 PM
Tony Pinelli is a character I created in my days of improvised comedy. So Tony is me. Hence I posted this poem for my own Satisfaction.
Date: 12/18/2014 4:16:00 PM
I second your note about Casarah -- followed your direction worked perfectly! Now I ready to howl at this Blood Moon! My blood runs hot!
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Date: 12/18/2014 4:01:00 PM
It's a winner, for sure; best of luck.
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Date: 12/18/2014 2:58:00 PM
I cant find the contest so I can't get no satisfaction! Lovely dreamy write Maurice with some lovely imagery:-) hugs jan xx
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Jan Allison
Date: 12/18/2014 3:19:00 PM
ha ha ha love it Maurice:-) You sure confused me:-) hugs Jan x
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Maurice Yvonne
Date: 12/18/2014 3:12:00 PM
Tony Pinelli is a character I created in my days of improvised comedy. So Tony is virtually me. I posted this poem for my own Satisfaction.

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