SavioursA Poem by Robinc'est l'ironiec'est l'ironie of daydreams and long lines of promises and impatience of distant faces and shuffling feet of saints, and delicate patience of sinking ships and striking gold obscure maps and a scryptic star of secrets and survival of age and lost memories of luck and the scent of candles restless eyes and sleepless nights of gloss winged ravens and writing desks unwritten pages awash in the rain of dreams and saviors copyright 2013 Robin Amaral
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3 Reviews Added on September 1, 2013 Last Updated on September 1, 2013 AuthorRobinCAAboutI am a man , I breathe nature , I listen to the stars , I speak dream , music is my life blood , my words pour from my heart . I observe , my hands express . Feel my words , look as deeply into yo.. more..Writing
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