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Eternal Melody

  • Lyric Poetry Re: I Used To Fly

    I loved the poem. My favorite part was The sky was my canvas, the color so blue. My wings were my brush, my inspiration was you. But I have a ...

    Dec 29, 2008
  • Other Poetry Re: Winter Dust

    It was good. I liked it. But maybe you could make it a little harder. I mean put some more life into it.

    Dec 29, 2008


When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind