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| Reviewed by jude forese |
2/17/2003 |
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| in the twilight we are suspended waiting for the warmth of the dawn... your poem soothes the soul... |
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| Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) |
2/17/2003 |
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Steve,
This is so beautiful
"we've reached that time
in our Love's rhyme...
Twilight Time. "
peg |
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| Reviewed by Susan de Vegter |
2/17/2003 |
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The twilight of love is the mellowest time and the most dangerous sometimes. It edges upon a crossroad. I love your poem.
Peace and light,
Susan |
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| Reviewed by the phantom pheonix |
2/17/2003 |
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| you could see this two ways one that love is like a days span and you can see this about life itself excellently profound in that way wonderfully great poem here |
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| Reviewed by Jack Roberts |
2/17/2003 |
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Very nice Steve.
Jack |
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