ilze
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Post by ilze on May 7, 2006 22:18:48 GMT 10
I sing, About the breath of freedom, About my kin, about my soul, What travels far away, Over the plains and meadows. For the spirit of life, what lives in you And shows the way under the sun.
I sing, for myself and others, Who keep the longing of freedom in them, And sing to the moon in the dark blue sky. For a neverending wish, To be free, to run free.
And until the hour of my death, I will fight and sing out my truth, What flows through my heart.
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Post by TRINITY on May 9, 2006 10:57:12 GMT 10
ilze, some of your poetry matches what my paintings are saying. I think I could post a pciture of mine that would fit each one of your pieces of writing here, becuase I feel what you are saying, just like I feel my artwork
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ilze
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Post by ilze on May 10, 2006 5:14:38 GMT 10
That would very interesting and great!
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