Saturday, December 16, 2006

Labors Comments

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Reaching out my hand,
I grasp the cold and solid glass,
while all around me life revolves
dreamlike in time and in space.
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Max Reif
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Sandra Fowler 16 December 2006

Sometimes it seems that sadness falls like a shadow over all our dreams. Yet the brave spirit survives to dream again. Very eloquent write. Kindest regards, Sandra

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Diane Violet 16 December 2006

I love this especially the last stanza. All the best, Diane

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