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Falling, falling, rising, falling The leaves flutter under the wind’s playful touch A small bird perches on a nearby bough It fills the air with its soft singing.
Singing, singing, calling, singing A voice across the plains answers back The sun shines low on the western horizon, Painting the sky with a watery dusk.
Flicker, flicker, twinkle, flicker It tries not to lose to the starry night sky. A beetle tickles its way up my arm Then disappears on the wind, flying away
This peaceful place So gentle, so homely I come here often – whenever I

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The HearthDark wood rests, smoking, Blackening hearthstones with soot Resting in red coals. The Hearth
by *Winter-Pixie

Autumn LeavesLeaves fall to the ground, Gold dancers twirling about, Fluttering in the wind. Autumn Leaves
by *Winter-Pixie

Stolen LightI love a moonlit evening, When we’d sit on my bed and talk, Sometimes we’d climb out through my window, And in the garden we would walk.
Standing by the flowerbeds, Until the skies began to rain. When we’d race back to my bedroom, And watch droplets run down the pane.
You loved me, I loved you back, But war gave us something to learn, You were summoned, we said our ‘farewells’. I waited for your sweet return.
A return which never came, In it’s place – bad news on a note, “He died at the hands of the English, Madam, all we found was h Stolen Light
by *Winter-Pixie

My MindFalling, falling, rising, falling The leaves flutter under the wind’s playful touch A small bird perches on a nearby bough It fills the air with its soft singing.
Singing, singing, calling, singing A voice across the plains answers back The sun shines low on the western horizon, Painting the sky with a watery dusk.
Flicker, flicker, twinkle, flicker It tries not to lose to the starry night sky. A beetle tickles its way up my arm Then disappears on the wind, flying away
This peaceful place So gentle, so homely I come here often – whenever I My Mind
by *Winter-Pixie

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Watching paint drySome words ahve been taken from us, here are times I want them back my world seems to tumble, crash, fall, when my meaning is stolen by my unscrupulous time. In our derstood world, empathy gives way to apathy, pain breeds pain, breeding in turn, strangers are more interesting than watching the paint dry, though if asked, we couldn't explain why. Has the world gone mad? Has the most interesting thing in life gone from examining the friendly neigbourhood's gossip to examining the stranger's stranger-still comments? Why does th Watching paint dry
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Heart of GlassA broken heart Unmade by men A thousand pieces One man to mend
He has gathered Every piece The only one willing To make pain cease
One part was missing It could not be found Replaced with his self To him I am bound
My heart of glass Fell into the fold Doomed there to die Until meeting his gold
Holding my heart Given to him Our love is strong Love always wins Heart of Glass
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Thu Dec 22, 2005, 2:43 AM

I haven't been on deviant art for over a year. Don't ask me why, I don't know.

I did move up to Brisbane last year, in October, and apart from the heat I've been having a great time. Brisbane is a great city, much more laid-back than Sydney, and I have some friends now.

I've been in Sydney on holidays for the last few weeks (I've just finished year 10, so holidays started on the 25th of November, YAY!!) I've had a great time, but I'll be returning to Brisbane tomorrow morning. I have to leave home at 5:15am to be at the airport in time...

Come to think of it I should probably finish packing my bags and get an early night. More food would help too...

I'll update this another time, bye.

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Interests: D&D, Gaming, Reading, Writing
Favourite game: Dungeons and Dragons, 3.5 edition
Personal Quote: "I'm not contradicting you!"

Email: winter-pixie@hotmail.com
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~tavari Jun 15, 2004, 6:12:30 PM

Thanks for your comments on my painting

You'd be right about the blood thing if he'd made those cuts himself. He had been doing a bit of cutting, though it was on others' throats rather than his own arms.

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"Does this say nothing for the greatness and indomitablity and spiritual spleandor of man?"

Tavari.