[untitled]A Poem by Maxwell M.Johnathan Baldwin Gourley.
Previous Version This is a previous version of [untitled]. I, saw the white cold of alaska. Saw those rivers of pale blue. This was monumental, inspiration worth searching for. Read, those high skylines of mountain tops, Dreamnt of peace among those peaks. Green hills, read like a photograph, One need not know where to travel. This is place of deprevation, search for soul in the peace. But will, will you know where you place in life? Know that these hopes will stay at ease. © 2008 Maxwell M.Author's Note
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Added on September 18, 2008 Last Updated on September 20, 2008 Previous Versions AuthorMaxwell M.North Aurora, ILAboutWell it's been a while. I had found that writing on the computer was making my writing feel a bit..strained. So I'll be doing some experimenting with both pen and paper and this wonderful iMac. Let's .. more..Writing
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