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Quest
Contributed by
spike
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Sunday, 27th January 2013 @ 06:38:01 PM in AEST
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fly, fly
fly away hands
make your way
to foreign lands:
bring back stories
to be told
with fingers dressed
in jewels and gold
run, run,
feet of clay
on distant paths
to a new day:
find your way to
unknown lands
and set your toes
in sun-baked sands
feast your eyes,
move those hips
take in scents and
crease those lips:
reach the ends
on which to roam
then satisfied,
come back home.
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spike
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2013-01-27 18:38:01]
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Re: Quest
(User Rating: 1 )
by spud on
Tuesday, 29th January 2013 @ 01:39:48 PM AEST
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Hi Spike,
The wanderlust strikes us all, and so we must answer the call.
NZ, eh! You lucky .............
Keep em rolling, Spikers!
T
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