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Thursday, November 5, 2009
A life of beauty...1
A life of beauty
borne smoothly
with grace
and sensuality
gathers lustre
to shine
and then
inevitably life
begins to
wear it down,
with all gaze,
admiration,
glory
and deification.
I have carried that burden
for too long
and now want to
rest.
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Clascale
I am a writer, poet, translator and an art critic with an avid interest in fine art nudes. I know a few Asian and European languages.
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