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Sixth Sense

In the distance a myriad of voices call, Echoes of the past hidden in déjà vu, The lateral thoughts unable to hear, The visions beyond the walls of time, As answers come in perception. Form: Pentastich

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/28/2012 9:40:00 AM
Smile ˜ "And HE cried, 'Lazarus, come forth....'" * Wrap it up I'll take it ˜ Excellent verse in a certain light ˜ My love always, John!:) ˜
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Jemmy Farmer
Date: 4/28/2012 3:35:00 PM
Thank you John
Date: 4/28/2012 9:34:00 AM
Well said and well written Jemmy. - oxox love Anne-Lise
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Jemmy Farmer
Date: 4/28/2012 3:35:00 PM
Thank you Anne-Lise

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