Bedroom window #56 Betty G. 4 comments 02/11/2013 2/11/2013 Pale sky howls and moans. The tempest blasts through bare limbs. As mocking crows hide. Share this:TweetShare on Tumblr Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
The rising tide 
Paints a cool picture!
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Thank you! : )
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Great lines!
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Thank you. : )
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