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The Green Room

They call it the green room Water like blown glass Or a cowrie shell Nature’s perfect design Men harness her power On instruments, bare-hand crafted As valuable as ivory Listen to her arctic cry The sky, bright like a beacon Backward-bent A new perspective

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 1/3/2018 2:11:00 AM
Yea me too. This is art. Descriptions to wow. I think you should get more exposure. So, actively read others , leave comments,let them get to know you. Read mine too Hugs Jannie
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Date: 12/22/2017 11:28:00 PM
I really dig your work ii just came across it and it really grabbed my attention good stuff for sure peace
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Zara Bosman
Date: 12/23/2017 12:39:00 PM
Thank you!
Date: 8/11/2017 6:43:00 PM
I love this! Wonderful analogies.
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Zara Bosman
Date: 8/11/2017 6:57:00 PM
Thank you : )