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Ecstasy
I am in front of this feminine land Like a child in front of the fire Smiling vaguely with tears in my eyes In front of this land where all moves in me Where mirrors mist where mirrors clear Reflecting two nude bodies season on season I’ve so many reasons to lose myself On this road-less earth under horizon-less skies Good reasons I ignored yesterday And I’ll never ever forget Good keys of gazes keys their own daughters in front of this land where nature is mine In front of the fire the first fire Good mistress reason Identified star On earth under sky in and out of my heart Second bud first green leaf That the sea covers with sails And the sun finally coming to us I am in front of this feminine land Like a branch in the fire. ---Paul Eluard |
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Cool.
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I tried to shape it into a heart, but I didn't do it very well.
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Cool. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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yea yea persperation my dad raised me on that, btw where is the girl who is gonna fart for me?
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I tried to shape it into a heart, but I didn't do it very well. ![]() I don't have a clue as to how you did that. |
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I tried to shape it into a heart, but I didn't do it very well. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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I tried to shape it into a heart, but I didn't do it very well. ![]() I don't have a clue as to how you did that. For Winx ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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yea yea persperation my dad raised me on that, btw where is the girl who is gonna fart for me? ![]() ![]() |
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I tried to shape it into a heart, but I didn't do it very well. ![]() I don't have a clue as to how you did that. For Winx ![]() ![]() ![]() Ohh....that is sooo cool. Thank you so much, (((Abra))). ![]() ![]() |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Fri 05/15/09 05:19 PM
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