Had an awesome shoot today
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Petals by Amy Lowell
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Life is a stream
On which we strew
Petal by petal the flower of our heart;





The end lost in dream,
They float past our view,
We only watch their glad, early start.

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Freighted with hope,
Crimsoned with joy,
We scatter the leaves of our opening rose;





Their widening scope,
Their distant employ,
We never shall know. And the stream as it flows
Sweeps them away,

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Each one is gone
Ever beyond into infinite ways.
We alone stay
While years hurry on,
The flower fared forth, though its fragrance still stays.





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"Beyond the path howling can be heard in the wind,
Down the path, lies the darkness, the forest of sin,
Hovered by tree tops, and barks with horrifying grins,
The haunted forest, where no one should dare go in."
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also a news article
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Would anyone be interested in Prints?



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_{Alfred Tennyson}

I steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I slide by hazel covers;

I move the sweet forget-me-nots
That grow for happy lovers.



I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
Among my skimming swallows;

I make the netted sunbeam dance
Against my sandy shallows.



I murmur under moon and stars
In brambly wildernesses;

I linger by my shingly bars;
I loiter round my cresses;



And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river,

For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.

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ModelMayhem- [link]
Art account ~away-with-the-fae
Stock account `faestock


THE SLEEPING BEAUTY</u> _{A feature}

This journal is also a news article  


                  I.

Year after year unto her feet,
   She lying on her couch alone,
Across the purple coverlet,
   The maiden’s jet-black hair has grown,
On either side her tranced form






   Forth streaming from a braid of pearl:
The slumberous light is rich and warm,
   And moves not on the rounded curl.

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                  II.

The silk star-broidered coverlid
   Unto her limbs itself doth mould
Languidly ever; and, amid
   Her full black ringlets downward rolled,
Glows forth each softly-shadowed arm


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   With bracelets of the diamond bright:
Her constant beauty doth inform
   Stillness with love, and day with light.




                  III.

She sleeps: her breathings are not heard
   In palace chambers far apart.
The fragrant tresses are not stirred
   That lie upon her charmed heart.



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She sleeps: on either hand upswells
   The gold-fringed pillow lightly pressed:
She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells
   A perfect form in perfect rest.


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journal made by
~oktoberskind

Part one: [link]
News article: [link]



<sub>And it came to pass, all that seemed wrong
was now right, and those who deserved to
were certain to live a long and happy life.
All the curses have been ended,
For forever after!
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To be happy, and forever,
You must see your wish come true.
Don't be careful, don't be clever.
When you see your wish, pursue.
It's a dangerous endeavor,
But the only thing to do-
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Though it's fearful,
Though it's deep, though it's dark,
And though you may lose your path,
Though you may encounter wolves,
When you know your wish,
If you want your wish,
You mustn't stop ...You have to act!


You go into the woods,
Where nothing's clear,
Where witches, ghosts
And wolves appear.
Into the woods
And through the fear,
You have to take the journey.

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Into the woods
And down the dell,
In vain, perhaps,
But who can tell?
Into the woods to lift the spell.
Ever after...
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