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Art serves a Purpose (Free verse) by i_am_the_popsicle

Art serves a purpose that is not quite it's own, and when spring comes, everybody's smiling. Have you ever wondered why it's always a long and lonely winter, or what makes a shorter day seem that much longer? We all have. But what really matters is that when the mittens are back in closet, and the dandelions are starting to bloom you enjoy it. Because beauty is fleeting and likes to head south for the winter.

Bethy 24-Aug-05/3:42 PM
nice...:) Bethy




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