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Autoplay

When the wind
Sings a lonely song,
There is tear-mist
In the air.

The cold autumn
Is exhausting,
The fallen leaves sigh
In the windswept park.

I drink wine
Before going to sleep;
But even in dreams,
I have forgotten how to smile.

When I enter the grave,
Will anyone recall
Walking with me
In a garden of flowers?

Uriah Hamilton

Saturday, December 1, 2007

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Emancipation Planz 10 December 2007

Uriah, here I have found a beautiful write 'to me' of solace. I am fortunate to know that all the graveyards I have seen always birth a multiplication of self-seeding flowers.... I trust that walking down any garden path is never lonely of remembrance or company..

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Fred Babbin 03 December 2007

It does set an atmosphere.

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