Briliant Soul

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    Briliant Soul

     A singing breeze
    A field of green
    A steady sound
    Ba bump - ba bump - ba bump
    I aproach
    On my stead
    With light brown fur
    And pitch black tale
    My loyal friend
    A briliant soul
    My dearest
    And grandest
    Nite'n'gale

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    everdark’s Poems (14)

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