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the past is far from here
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
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Tuesday, 21st January 2003 @ 06:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The Past Is Far From Here.
The creaking sound of un-oiled cart wheels crushing tiny pebbles on the sandy lane as the night drew near. The prudent eyes of a mule saw me, hesitated, then carried on walking its own ancient dream and the old farmer, afoot beside his friend, murmured something about the weather and soil.
I left the lane and came upon a field where contented cattle rested, chewing cud and sighing into the long night Laid down, on soft grass, looked up to the sky as clouds parted and the moon sprinkled the earth with a handful of silver and dogs wailed their sorrow up to the light of their God.
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Re: the past is far from here
(User Rating: 1 ) by DreamWeaver on
Wednesday, 22nd January 2003 @ 03:45:29 AM AEST (User
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You write so beautifully .... |
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