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65309571 - not-logged-in-bef00a69c9272c0e6da5
65313775 - not-logged-in-bd2ea9b379519fec2abe
65320885 - Viktring
65355891 - not-logged-in-da0709dffffec7ab20cb
65372596 - TomWillard
65373605 - gwynnie
WINNER - 65596409 - Moonstruckmuse

65309571 - not-logged-in-bef00a69c9272c0e6da5

65313775 - not-logged-in-bd2ea9b379519fec2abe

Pyrotechnic pinnacles
Gyrate gothically above
The secret banger in the dark.

As if Orion fired
At a theriomorphic beast
A rocket zips the sky -
Then explodes and softly falls...
Danae is visited tonight
By this golden avalanche.

A trapeze of daffodils -
Good news in the sky.

Tonight the stars have rivals
In these images of fire
Such as burn around my heart.

It has just gone eleven. I wonder
what you are doing at this moment?
I must get on with my work.

Sylvia, I love you, and I appreciate
more than I can say your pictures.

I love you, I love you,

Lawrence

Sylvia, dearest, I long for you.
L.

65320885 - Viktring

Pyrotechnic pinnacles
Gyrate gothically above
The secret banger in the dark.

As if orion fired
At a theriomorphic beast
A rocket zips the sky -
Then explodes, and softly falls ...
By this golden avalanche.

A trapezee of daffodils -
Good news in the sky.

Tonight the stars have rivals
In these images of fire
Such as burn around my heart.

It has just gone eleven. I wonder
what you are doing at this moment?
I must get on with my work.

Sylvia, I love you, and I appreciate
more than I can say your pictures.
I love you, I love you,

Lawrence

Sylvia, dearest, I long for you.

L.

65355891 - not-logged-in-da0709dffffec7ab20cb

Pyrotechnic pinnacles
Gyrate gothically above
The secret banger in the dark.

As if Orion fired
At a theriomorphic beast
A rocket zips the sky-
Then explodes, and softly falls...
Danae is vistied tonight
By this golden avalanche.

A trapeze of daffodils-
Good news in the sky.

Tonight the stars have rivals
In these images of fire
Such as burn around my heart.

It has just gone eleven. I wonder
what you are doing at this moment?
I must get on with my work.

Sylvia, I love you, and I appreciate
more than I can say your pictures.

I love you, I love you,

Lawrence

65372596 - TomWillard

Pyrotechnic pinnacles
Gyrate gothically above
The secret banger in the dark.

As if Orion fired
At a theriomorphic beast
A rocket zips the sky -
Then explodes, and softly falls . . .
Danae is visited tonight
By this golden avalanche.

A trapeze of daffodils -
Good news in the sky.

Tonight the stars have rivals
In these images of fire
Such as burn around my heart.

It has just gone eleven. I wonder
what you are doing at this moment?
I must get on with my work.

Sylvia, I love you, and I appreciate
more than I can say your pictures.

I loveyou, I love you,

Lawrence

Sylvia, dearest, I long for you.
L.

65373605 - gwynnie

Pyrotechnic pinnacles
Gyrate gothically above
The secret banger in the dark.

As if Orion fired
At a theriomorphic beast
A rocket zips the sky -
Then explodes, and softly falls...
Danae is visited tonight
By this golden avalanche.

A trapeze of daffodils -
Good news in the sky.

Tonight the stars have rivals
In these images of fire
Such as burn around my heart.

It has just gone eleven, I wonder what you are doing at this moment? I must get on with my work.

Sylvia, I love you, and I appreciate more than I can say your pictures.

I love you, I love you,
Lawrence

Sylvia, dearest, I long for you.
L.

WINNER - 65596409 - Moonstruckmuse

Pyrotechnic pinnacles
Gyrate gothically above
The secret banger in the dark.

As if Orion fired
At a theriomorphic beast
A rocket zips the sky -
Then explodes, and softly falls...
Danae is visited tonight
By this golden avalanche.

A trapezee of daffodils -
Good news in the sky.

Tonight the stars have rivals
In these images of fire
Such as burn around my heart.

It has just gone eleven. I wonder
what you are doing at this moment?
I must get on with my work.

Sylvia, I love you, and I appreciate you more than I can say your pictures.

I love you, I love you,
Lawrence

Sylvia, dearest, I long for you.
L.

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