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The North Wind...

It's getting late....
Grief so thick, .....can touch
My Tattered fate
So very tattered, that It larches

My time under Sun,
It's long gone
Time for me to leave
Just remember, someone
Brought you to dawn

So that you could believe...
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Gina PrettyBrownEyes 07 April 2008

wow, this is amazing! you've got beautiful descriptive wording here, very powerful! :)

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Abha Sharma 06 April 2008

For me to storm in..... To destroy, create and..... Be sublime..... beautiful expression and personification in a classical style...as shelley's west wind the north wind had a purpose... liked it..

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