Thursday, October 5, 2006
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Trees rustle through a darken forest,
air has made an about face to chill,
The ground, once solid, like thicken clay,
a voice, shouting, once silent and still.
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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr
05 October 2006
Man's home is his castle, indeed, Sir G.....Whether it be yonder hills or window sills a nice piece G! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
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10/20/2025 9:04:26 PM # 1.0.0
Fabulous Geoff! I wish I could write in this style, conjures up images of days gone by...... Very Good indeed! HG: -)