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The Empty Kettle
I believe and foresee Everything I could ever be -Nightwish
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Lost Bird
Lost bird grew
Lost bird tried
To find a way home
Flying and flying.
Smell of honey
and flowers
and home.
The smell of a creature all alone.
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