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The Seasons, Changes (Free verse) by Frass

The seasons, changes the reason for changing remains Darting gulls the bull sharks return egrets prance a colorful spray of boatsails dancing will ever recall the supple, seasoned meaning of your changes Avon where the earth bends a muse friend dance your way back to me and remain.

Frass 5-Sep-02/8:38 PM
You must be a Brit, Dylm/DA, like Anagram says. Is wittering like 'whinging about'? Avon is the easternmost and far flungest away from civilization outpost of sandy, sealsalty natural beauty on the simply s'wonderful Outer Banks of North Carolina. Although I won't be driving that far, I am spending the weekend in Virginia Beach, where I'll be riding the new (to me) '01 Gary Fisher Joshua F4 I just nabbed for a song this afternoon.




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