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By ericthered
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21 September 2005 |
Half a chance, Winding down an unknown road. An unquenchable thirst, Vanquished at the journeys end. I saw a reflection of the moon, In a crystal drop of dew. Unable to focus. A voice whispers from the trees. An unreachable memory of desire. |
Thrilling Written by Rattle_Spear (93 comments posted) 9th October 2005 | The reflections of the moon, especially on water, always keeps me spellbound. | Written by Missinginaction (37 comments posted) 9th October 2005 | You've got two typos in there Eric. I think you could make this even more economical by taking out some of the small words and still retain the punch. Worth working on. Thanks for the read. - Missing |
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