Impressions
by William Mocca Jan 5, 2011
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Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stupendous bucks and gigantic Blues - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man. |
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6 years ago
Awesome
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13 years ago
Very true, everything leaves some kind of impression on man, and it is obvious it has imprinted its way into a poets words with this write. Awesome job.
