merging as duel similarities,not the same but alike,feeding of the mercy of love,entwined as a single song singing colors so bright,we feed and we dream,seeking his face and truth,we are but one of gods loving little children playing love on his stool
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Reviewed by Rollina Daxon (Reader)
Reviewed on March 20, 2006
Soul's eye??? That is the picture you made for me. . . . merging as duel similarities??? That is my picture. Mine. Mine. Mine.
Reviewed by Elisa
Reviewed on June 5, 2003
Hey there new chat friend! I read your poem and I guess I don't know what you mean by playing love on his stool.
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