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  • A Perfect Kind
    A baby, they called him, the seed of youth.
    They toiled and planted him in the field of Truth.
    He strived for the perfection of his body and mind.
    She wanted to mould him into their perfect kind. ...
  • Serenity Of The Soul
    Today, the Universe lies revealed before us.
    But in our dark illusions we close our eyes
    with unforgotten tears and all of Yesterdays shame.
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  • Celebration Of Light
    Venusmoon , by the light of the moon she appeared in golden light.
    Her sweet fragrance kissed, the Eternal Rose, she sang of Love, Truth and the Life Divine.
    Her Grace, she showered the passers-by, like raindrops...
    She gently washed their souls and melted it's Ice. ...
  • Dedication To Danielle
    Ladies features sketched against the vivid canvas of my mind.
    Such gentle strokes left and painted with forget-me-nots.
    Golden brushes of hair which intermingle with morning sun.
    Tinted cheeks displayed with blossom-pink. ...
  • Moonjinx Red Moon
    It was true magic as the moon made her first appearance!
    Constantly, she moved mystically above the horizon and revealed her appealing warmth.
    The Sky, harmoniously responded and suddenly became vibrant with moods of orange and gold, completely absorbed by a fiery brazen ball, now in full contrast against a canvas of painted Sky.
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Mind 3 Eternal 2 White 2 Touch 2 Suddenly 2 True 2 Golden 2 Gold 1 Gentle 1 Moonlight 1


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