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The Sublime Dream Of A Wealthy Merchant

O Serenissima,*fabled city guarding the bluest lagoon, remain the Queen of the Adriatic Sea; on a gondola I glide while the gondolier sings to luminous stars. Under bridges of moonlight, mysteries increase by the dozen; standing on the Bridge Of Sighs, a fair-haired girl leans forward blowing kisses to a gorgeous boy who stops and smiles back tenderly. On the topmast he awaits early daylight, unfurled sails excite his spirit never fraught. He looks back for a last time, surroundings whet his curiosity; behind him stand buildings of break and stone that have endured time's fury. The eastern sun comes up slowly, he rubs his moist eyes and sighs; his tall ship is ready to depart for lands rich of exotic spices; they will be traded for linen textiles and beautiful glassware. Months will pass, probably years, a wrinkle or two will appear on his sun-tanned forehead beneath his fluttering red velvet hat; he will think of Venice before sleep- the sublime dream of a wealthy merchant. * Serenissima: The most serene

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Date: 2/16/2016 12:49:00 AM
Loved learning the new word.. really serene
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Date: 2/16/2016 12:48:00 AM
Wonderful write Andrew.. congrats on big win!
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Date: 2/15/2016 10:20:00 PM
Hi Andrea, Congratulations on your win in the contest....Vlad.
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Date: 2/14/2016 3:56:00 PM
Andrew, Congratulation on your awesome win. Stop by my latest blog "Its a lie" if you'd like. I hope you are enjoying your day. Always & Forever ~LINDA~
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Date: 1/15/2016 4:33:00 PM
I hope you are proud of yourself! You have created a fine body of work! Now, get submitting! Light & Love
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