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She Roves Every Commune With Dexterity

Like a balloon, happiness soared high Like a sword piercing through the blue sky Deflowering the virgin power of gravity She roves every commune with dexterity I saw her parched on a tree And the birds chirped and danced in glee Heaven of alves, made reality She roves every commune with dexterity Upward she soared and soared again Invading Lord's sanctuary without bargain Angelic fingers plucked guitars in uniformity She roves every commune with dexterity 21/07/2011 By:Joseph Osita For Francine Roberts' "happiness is a balloon contest"

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Date: 7/22/2011 12:46:00 PM
what a very interesting style and concept. That line is very unique, Joseph. She roves every commune with dexterity. I am anxious to see what poems get picked top place. So many good ones!!
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