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A Quiet Place (MONDAY, DECEMBER 1, 2003)

 long towards the morning,
whispers dreaming
whispers falling

moonlight drifting around
the many trees, calling
calling come away

off in the distance, a wolf calls
love of nature, piercing the air
far calling, love of my dreams

from the high places found
dreaming in my mind
i will recover my self

if the fates be kind but 
what, if anything, 
would be lost if not...
Written by HHMCameron (BetaWolfinVA)
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