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Whispering tendrils purchase visions,
let not forgive the darkened hour.
Within deep holocaust the ardour doth ignite.
Snapping light breaks thy wilful hold.
Whispering tendrils drift beyond,
cockcrow glimmer arise to end.
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Posted: Jan 2010
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Whispering: An autumn night, staring into the bonfire. Lost in thought. Dawn comes.

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Christmas1 - beautiful whispers of dawn...i enjoyed this poem :) thanks for sharingteddybear
Snapping light breaks thy wilful hold....good line!
Bentleeonline now!
Nice write Christmas ty for sharing an showing some cool verse talent :)
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by Unknown
on Jan 2010
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Last Commented: Mar 2010

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