I felt the need to rise at dawn
while he forest was still asleep
and wander past my country lawn
to see what song stars had drawn
so softly then i dared to creep
to see a tree in such defeat
fallen as in a state of sleep
with open eyes i hear it weep
i sense no other trace of feet
to render silence obsolete
was it a tree that there did fall?
or is it even there at all?
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
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Oi, achei teu blog pelo google tá bem interessante gostei desse post. Quando der dá uma passada pelo meu blog, é sobre camisetas personalizadas, mostra passo a passo como criar uma camiseta personalizada bem maneira. Até mais.
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