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dizzycrone
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Date Posted：27-11-2014 03:30Copy HTML
Trees bedecked in silver frost to survive ,until spring arrives on quiet wings.. Vickix don't knock on deaths door.. just ring the bell and run like hell!!
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Druid_girl
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Re：cruel winter Date Posted：27-11-2014 05:58Copy HTML
Loved the imagery...you drew eye candy with your scripting...well done Vicki...I enjoyed reading it.
"Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."
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Zydha
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Re：cruel winter Date Posted：28-11-2014 01:44Copy HTML I want one of those!!! Oh....those eyes...
a lovely match of picture and words, Vicki, this is poetry, Zy x  Opposites exist by virtue of each other
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dizzycrone
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Re：cruel winter Date Posted：13-12-2014 12:37Copy HTML
Thanks Maria, what a lovely thing to say, you are such a dear.. Vicki x Isn't the picture just fab Zy, the eyes on that deer just melt you.. have you noticed all my winter writes depict winter as cruel rather than pretty or magical, I hadn't noticed before until I did another one today.. don't like winter me thinks Vicki x don't knock on deaths door.. just ring the bell and run like hell!!
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