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swirls of blues grays and greens suround me in a fortress fit for a queen the noises so foreign to me where am i the beautiful sea petite as a butterflies wing to me the prettiest thing purples pinks and greens so beautiful, so serene rise high like a tower what is it, a flower

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Date: 1/29/2010 8:35:00 AM
This is a wonderful poem. The imagery is great and it makes the reader float along with the beauty. Nice write, Dani. Sincerely, Dane
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