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A Respite of Nurturance ~~~~~~ Here nothing is heard save drips of mother essence echoing in curved canals softening walls of red earth molded with searching caress. Nothing felt but my creations forgotten, ignored, feared now borne again from depths yearning to express All I Am ~~~~~~ Here waits my muse languid in comfort contentedly still until the moment of emergence into the dance of light and shadow.
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Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 12:43 PM UTC
My Cave
A Respite of Nurturance ~~~~~~ Here nothing is heard save drips of mother essence echoing in curved canals softening walls of red earth molded with searching caress. Nothing felt but my creations forgotten, ignored, feared now borne again from depths yearning to express All I Am ~~~~~~ Here waits my muse languid in comfort contentedly still until the moment of emergence into the dance of light and shadow.
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Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 12:43 PM UTC
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