DuskDuskDusk
‘tis the time orange and blue entwine Each color extraordinary and divine. He’s intermixed with it all in a stride, Holding his head up to nothing less than pride At times he come to a holt
Yet he’s always wary to bolt
His great white branches raise up to the sky,
As if always holding onto a cry. Like hands they stretch and twist,
Equally as threatening as a mighty fist. With each challenge he’s ready to strike, Or even take flight.
With a creature that could be so easily be vexed, Who would dare to contested? &
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let your emotions wash upon shore's of desire! That lead to roads of ambition.
~My Dad~
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The one who boasts must boast in the Lord.
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Ever met a Schnolf? - Tani
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Miłość jest jak morderca. Wcale nie jest ślepa. To kanibal o wyjątkowo ostrym wzroku. Przypomina wiecznie głodnego owada. A co jada? Przyjaźń.
S. King
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