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Friday, 20 November 2009
"in unison, we march to your heart, our beloved".
"come all ye faithful! can't you hear her wailing?!"
the perfect game.
"who shares your blue walls with you, our beloved?"
"with golden thoughts we'll shower you, our beloved".
"our beloved, why shy away your beauty from us?"
"and in blood-red we'll pray for you, our beloved".
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November
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"in unison, we march to your heart, our beloved".
"come all ye faithful! can't you hear her wailing?...
the perfect game.
"who shares your blue walls with you, our beloved?...
"with golden thoughts we'll shower you, our belove...
"our beloved, why shy away your beauty from us?"
"and in blood-red we'll pray for you, our beloved"...
"and with shades of blue we'll veil you, our belov...
"... we're watching over you, our beloved".
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June
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"only His winds we wait!" protested the clouds!
they were 3.. and alone they slept.. with light..
They keep an eye on him..
Showering in light, they shalt remain.. forever sh...
.. and he followed them until..
"their wings whispered"..
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May
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"Follow me. We're just 27 steps away from...", she...
... and the gentle breeze of May's winds braided w...
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April
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"Over and over and over again", he ordered..
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2008
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November
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she was unharmed... but envied her dead sisters..
to peek out, was the way out.. but it was so brigh...
yet, it stood still.. above the harvest of loss..
and shame was covered by pity.
and the water ran.. but Time was stronger..
for when they gathered, they saw..
they were there to be seen.. but not to be shown.....
it was as forceful as a soprano in pain...
escaping was not an option...
There was dinner that night.. only conversations.....
...though no one heard their trembling voices.
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August
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MEIFF poster design competition
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July
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Withering Heights.. in Pink
Grafitti Tripolis
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January
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... burdened with hope, he lay down his head for a...
..."and their echoes rippled through time"...
Equilibrium of Truth
Watching Over You
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2007
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November
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A Hymn to Thyself..
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August
(17)
the way to It
from my window
colours of mine
keep it somewhere safe
Adagio in G minor
Take me somewhere nice
It ends there
Prayer
Beauty
Emes
for They whispered gently, saying...
"Thou shalt see the light, Lebanon".
" it will change.. I'll give it more time".
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