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July 21, 2010



hmm, jumping into a sad novel perhaps?


And I lie on my back and float on the waves...

Beautiful and lyrical.


This sprouts a perfect picture in my mind as I read.

Anthony North

This sounds like great inspiration to me.


I like it, it makes me think of someone or some creature starting something and not something new


love, very soft.


wonderful, Julie. Pulls you right in.


That's neat play of words and evokes a picture. :)


what with the moist, it must have worked, the pencil made magic!!!

so tricky and interesting take Julie!


The power of metaphor is like widening water circles - tempting pleasures of luxurious words!

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