Posted on November 22, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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The vineyard sleeps, basking in the moonlight of
Posted on November 22, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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As the insistent blackbird cried There came a familiar voice He spoke to me and sighed You know this was a choice
Posted on November 21, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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Harmony is over-rated give me wild
Posted on November 21, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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creation of man first clay to last man standing
Posted on November 20, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg each decade of her life, trapped in
Posted on November 20, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg man, merely a pawn
Posted on November 19, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg As the rose languishes towards death, petals
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