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The Flute PlayerThere was a time when the world cast me out And days brought memory of life alone Still I held firm and cast aside my doubt And the flute player came from worlds unknown The annual remembrance of my birth Has tendency to make me sad within While hearkening his song I learned my worth Is defying those who bind me chagrin Humility is my best quality Powerful songs stopped hate from burgeoning Restoring my faith in the Almighty Gathering my soul safely under-wing Harmonies of light are quite inspiring Eternity shall find my heart desiringThe Flute Player
by ~InnocentFreespirit
The Earth SpiritYou are the human embodiment of the earth spirit.The Earth Spirit
You bend rivers at your will, direct them away or pull them in, Quenching your thirst, leeching nutriment and encircling large bodies, Leaving them trapped and unfulfilling until they die.
You command the fire. You say how hot it can be, how far it can go. When you are in the right mood, you open up and let fire spill forth until your soil has been replenished. Quickly you can snuff it out when you feel it's done enough.
You are staunch & defiant, rife with inaction. You stand in the way, purposefully blocking the wind
by ~InnocentFreespirit
Lament of the Scholar(Please read author’s note)Lament of the Scholar
Scholar’s Lament: Ode to Foxtant
Last moon, I am most embarrassed to speak That my young heart wandered lonely and weak Hid my robes in a brush-covered hovel Strode the road to the South Daqors brothel. First thing I did was have a little drink Then I lost my ability to think A questionable lady came to greet And soon allowed me to suckle her teat. Another girl joined us with hands discreet Within moments us three were off our feet Had some fun with women I did not court In the end my purse was a dont
by ~InnocentFreespirit
The Love FoolHow can one honest man start to confess How abundantly he loves a maiden? Worries to trip on words, foolish obsess Stammer quietly, alone, heart laden. Where does one man begin a confession How ardently he loves a graceful dame? A silent soul burgeons internal maim Until the passions allow regression. How would I even begin to love-speak To a lady fair and wholesomely meek? How I would humble myself before you! Promises at your feet to remain true! The crest of your soles I bestow a kiss To lavish you with openness is bliss!The Love Fool
by ~InnocentFreespirit
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- Interests: Reading, writing, rogues, Johnny Depp, World of Warcraft, Final Fantasy
- Favourite movie: Howl's Moving Castle
- Favourite band or musician: Dream Theater
- Favourite genre of music: METAL
- Favourite artist: Amano
- Favourite poet or writer: C. S. Lewis
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I'm with you in Rockland
where we wake up electrified out of the coma
by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the
roof they've come to drop angelic bombs
Thank you so much for the watch!
//Sanna
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... now that's all settled: take off your pants.
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juhani
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There are only a few perfect people in the world. All the rest are right handed!
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If you expect the unexpected, doesn't that make the unexpected, the expected?
There are only a few perfect people in the world. All the rest are right handed!
Go meet some cool cats who write! --> [link]
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