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Dec 2013
Gray skies paint the landscape
under Heaven's bounty,
a serenity prevails as
cool breezes kiss me,
songbirds sing
such lovely-chorus,
and I feel.

I feel like
I'm the only being on Earth
listening to their joyful-tune
on this early winter morn.

And now I sit
alone
with my
winged-companions,
mourning your sweet memory,
you gone forever,
lost in times past,
never truly
where they ever meant to last.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
(GRB090423)   
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   rolanda
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