Dragondancer

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  • Should life run ebbing from my hand
    Let my self, as whole, command
    <100 words, 5 comments, March 6. In Dark, Other
  • In fire's light so falsely drawn / The shadows whisper of darkest night. / Where dew of mist conceals each fright / And fancies play 'til coming dawn. / Kissed each leaf of early birth / With death's sweet
    <100 words, July 8, 2007
  • Hush, my wayward heart, / Let no wisdom so impart. / Stay, my tongue, speak not.
    <100 words, July 8, 2007

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  • Early Winter at allpoetry
    In fire's light so falsely drawn / The shadows whisper of darkest night. / Where dew of mist conceals each fright / And fancies play 'til coming dawn. / Kissed each leaf of early birth / With death's sweet
  • Hush at allpoetry
    Hush, my wayward heart, / Let no wisdom so impart. / Stay, my tongue, speak not.
  • Life's Life at allpoetry
    Kissed upon the morning's dawn / Lost by hand that evening's drawn. / Born by love to come again / Wage a war of foe and friend.

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