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beautiful poem

19.10.2009 13:49 EDT
present of Bente silent river made of tears single waiting for stones to break her skin cause ripples inside her shadowy flesh yet no Bente wash out into sea become lost in turqoise surface of Great Ocean Mother, like single drop of blood coating a heart
Driven by desire, drifted and fortunate to survive. Blog mirrors ur ripples.
20.10.2009 14:34 EDT,

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