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Frost underfoot and crisp cold air morning dew, everywhere each a crystal pearl a million drop fruits unfurl as far as the eye could see caught precariously by all the tiny hands on every flower, fern and tree a myriad of wonder nestled here with natures mother Time is irrelevant other than the pressing impatience of Another To him it was just wet bathed in ignorance and bad for driving, so he said. I disagreed. and had to take the bus instead
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Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 10:42 AM UTC
Words Whispered in the Garden (II)
Frost underfoot and crisp cold air morning dew, everywhere each a crystal pearl a million drop fruits unfurl as far as the eye could see caught precariously by all the tiny hands on every flower, fern and tree a myriad of wonder nestled here with natures mother Time is irrelevant other than the pressing impatience of Another To him it was just wet bathed in ignorance and bad for driving, so he said. I disagreed. and had to take the bus instead
DBeard
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Scottish
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 10:42 AM UTC
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