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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.

poetandknowit 6-Sep-02/8:41 AM
The two computer thing, sure that was a joke, although I never know, especially if you are on of those tech sorts. But as far as you and the beaker being the same, well, no joke there.




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