Sunday, August 5, 2007
The Drunken Wood Comments
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On we rode through winters long, snows knee-deep,
Lands unknown and uncharted-the clouds cried,
Grey and dull. Lost in trees and limbs that weep,
We roamed fields in circles where black roses died.
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7/25/2025 8:27:47 AM # 1.0.0
last two lines lovely, despite typo......thank you