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Dryad
I like to watch some icons change Like fresh new faces Those different thoughts that rearrange In my friendly spaces Then there are those that have become Welcome in their style Like the warmth that... More »
Dryad
Zaadz . . . a seed The bright wind of a new spring catches the pearlspun lace burst from last autumns circles of sunbutter yellow wind sends them spinning into eternity, drinking the air of... More »
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