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02 November 2008


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piles of dry crumpled leaves
cover all that was alive

like memories of those I've lost
bury my heart and soul

GeL(Emerald Eyes)

That crow/raven foreshadowed the serious tone of your poem. Strong vivid ending "the garden is *buried* in leaves. I enjoyed the poem link reference, too.

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