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The many dragons to slay, spring forth from life’s parabolic fountain Seen in the mirrored view of passion and deep dark thoughts of mine They’re scattered by ripples, then softened by my watery reflection And smoothed away by the slow relentless rhythmical hand of time. |
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| Karen P Hall |
| All photographs by Karen P Hall ARPS copyright 2009 |
| Poems by Anne Rainbow |