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Untitled (Free verse) by vulcan

The silent hesitation Of duped eyes. A pair of blue eyes In the empty space. The flute helpless without lambs The grass wet. We must all believe By the old oak The love-lorn shepherd lives.

Frass 2-Nov-02/9:54 AM
Gold of the underworld, do you mean "That the lovelorn shepherd lives"?




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