slivers of light
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midnight...wrenching my hands...my mind twisted but clear enough to write...i pound away on the keyboard and the words pour from my hands...i write of travel... and life's spite...
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September
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- Special Day, Special People
- Chillon's warmth
- from the other side
- slivers of light
- labyrinths
- from the tower
- french alps
- chateau de chillon
- this way!
- For Joanne
- nikki, ivy, moi, joanne
- jowan again
- kindred souls: me and joanne
- "The Road NOT Taken"
- Happiness for “now”
- After Birthday Wishes…
- Ode to me…
- my flute with its case
- companions...
- three beautiful musical holes
- my lip valley flute
- adieu
- farewell
- subtle goodbye
- approaching sunset at Pont D'Arve
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