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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3796 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention White Noise Dane Hebert Listen quietly and you will hear the sound of water, crying. Snowflakes crash on limbs, and rocks, scream on the frozen tundra in agonized pain. Each crystal, a separate sojourner, glistens with anticipation of the sun's execution. Its melting is nature's tears, for stories allowed only to the oceans, rivers, and clouds. Listen quietly and you will hear the sound of water, crying. |
