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#rippling
___Autumn pours her vintage, red and rippling, into casks of rough-hewn oak; smokey avenues damp with the exquisite balsam of the gleaning season.___
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 3:34 AM UTC
Vintage
I took the seat across and breathe deeply Trying to ignite the will to last the night to make it easy Folios with galloping notes reflected my eyes Ascribing them as you started rippling nice Taking your place behind those keys while I guard the front as it seems You fiddled the catguts, and I learned their secrets And as you edify, I got lost in the sequence You exuded the decree to keep my valiance I lodged around the shadows keeping my silence Risking the chance that was left of me As I chant the cadence with complexity I ogled before you with such esteem As my mind creeps alone towards glaucous dream Wishing that in every thing written in the sky, You will always be my Marshall and I am your Spy
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 11:44 AM UTC
The Marshall and the Spy
Rippling clear surface, Fluent and bold and mighty, calm and powerful.
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 7:06 AM UTC
Water