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Trees



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Fri Dec 30, 2011 2:06 pm
Skydreamer says...



Spoiler! :
This is what I called a scrambled poem, it's for Lyricalis

Trees grow tall. Their leaves fall in the fall. They stand and stretch. Their limbs attached to themselves.

Can they really think? Can they really think? I believe it would be beautiful, if they could really think.

Then maybe they would be among the wisest of the world, since they were here before us.

If tree's could think, they could see too, and to see the world, they have conquered all mysteries since they would have seen all history.

They sway their green fingers, never do they put up a fight. They stay strong and love long. Never are they wrong. Never are they wrong.
I believe in that, which is not seen.
I call it truth, faith, hope, life.


~~~~Sometimes life beckons us to be different~~~~

I used to be known as thewritersdream, but now my dreams have taken flight
  





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Fri Dec 30, 2011 2:19 pm
Charlii101 says...



This captures such emotion i absolutely love this
it makes me wonder about all the things that you've portrayed and how it holds such imagination.
keep it up!
  





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Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:35 am
Skydreamer says...



Thank you! :)
I believe in that, which is not seen.
I call it truth, faith, hope, life.


~~~~Sometimes life beckons us to be different~~~~

I used to be known as thewritersdream, but now my dreams have taken flight
  








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