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Cicely

Cicely

China

November 12, 2006

     Dusk, is approaching, step by step...
     then turns into night...silently...
     chin up...
     no star...no moon...
     are they warded by something?
     no answer...
     still...nigritude...
     where is he?
     the otherside of the darkness?
     tears go down along her cheek...
     chin down...
     one drops into her black coffee...
     bitter...astringent...
     as her love...

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09:24 AM Apr 02 2007

ekin79

ekin79
United States

          awesome , i next drank black coffe . but i will try next time .

12:28 PM Dec 15 2006

sort og hvidt
Denmark

I like it...very modern

Hope you might like this although the style is more antique

God speed to thee,May thy dreams be free,Come they soon or late,May daily toils in them abate.Let them replenish your mind,Bring pictures of a kind;Strong colours of wildFaint whispers so mild;Let them take thee where thou willThey are the minds' own spill;

Come morning they're figments' foil

But ease the day's unbending toil

11:26 PM Dec 08 2006

merkel

merkel
China

 it is all saint＇s song .sound elegant!~~

09:06 AM Nov 13 2006

zsuevan

zsuevan
China

I think black coffee is pure,like a milk is white.
very happy to know u.