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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4049 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Wing Beat Suzanne Fireflies long and streaming and gone. Thus furtive and soon regretted bloom moments of shining dust, awakened in lonelier times by the forbidden smell of moist earth. My childhood tells of sun-warmed bricks, of granite polished by many hands and of the passing of clouds. |
