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Moths Premiere Contest Winner

The tiny moths are falling They fall, Drifting Ever So Slowly In the absence of wind. But sometimes the sky breathes Gentle sigh and they flutter Angry huff and they fly Either way, they like me I can tell by the way They cling to my hair But my love is too much Too hot For their fragile wings And they fade within seconds Of saying my name

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 3/18/2018 2:43:00 AM
Heartfelt congratulations on your well-deserved win, Vella - blessings and best wishes to you, friend! :-)
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Vella Taliare
Date: 3/18/2018 10:26:00 AM
Thank you so much!
Date: 3/16/2018 3:51:00 PM
I enjoyed this beautifully delicate poem. Congratulations on your win.
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Vella Taliare
Date: 3/17/2018 12:19:00 AM
Thank you!
Date: 3/16/2018 7:33:00 AM
Congratulations Vella! Very nicely written :)
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Vella Taliare
Date: 3/16/2018 1:38:00 PM
Thank you, Heidi!
Date: 3/16/2018 7:02:00 AM
Congrats on your win, Vella, with this amusing poem.
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Vella Taliare
Date: 3/16/2018 1:38:00 PM
Thanks so much, Line!

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