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Stats: Total Favorities: 0 View Who Favorited Filesize: 456.2kB Height: 768 Width: 1024 Keywords: ship port docks sunset sea water Posted by: ziegfrid  May 16, 2013, 07:47:51 PMRating:  by 2 members.Image Linking Codes
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weavers
Fractal Phenom  Posts: 434 
| May 17, 2013, 01:18:15 AM Greetings and Salutations again Master Ziegfrid Another techno piece emotionally orchestrated, Thank you! intro : your little boats sailing alone, are not alone in the night of life! Sorry him, he no not what he do, C weed, metaphorically understand the object objectivity motif ship chosen by thee, it represents the metaphor for not old ships, nO! But all space ships to come, that roam, reign high the oceans of space wide, few minds kinds, see what weed do my Master, but suffices with us, sufficiently, till thy kingdom come! intro : oh black is the heart, old, wise crest, seen the fallen dine rest, who finger has touch death, a body out of the watery grave, when you go to pull it in out of the sea, your fingers can't grab it anymore, no. Your fingers pass through it fragile flesh, leaving holes in it, little finger holes, you who have lived the warrior life, can relate 2 this fate! Little finger holes that fill quickly with saltwater, look we do, sinks it do, alone, but prone 2 float, to come back 2 U, as dead try 2 do, on the surface blue, but yield tales from this , your picture brought to light this night, by U Master! A story of doom, a ship tomb, full of fear! What was that noise? Did you hear that knocking, knuckle's, raw banking on the ships metal walls in the night, pounding, pounding, on this strange distance space flight, weed see it do you? Hear ye, hear ye, the sailor, the crewmen in the spaceship far, as they scan the oceans remembering earth, place of their birth, and turn on the white spot light brite like an eye in the cosmic night, light, the S-O-S beacon, hoping, against hope another space craft sailing the sea of space will see, and come as the night darkens, as the stomach grows hungry! Oh liberty where is it thee? Thank you again, enjoyed this trip, your ship! intro : your little boats sailing alone, are not alone in the night of life! the Fractal Forums the possibilities are infinite . |
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cKleinhuis
Administrator Fractal Senior  Posts: 7044 formerly known as 'Trifox'
| May 16, 2013, 10:13:20 PM a little small though ... |
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cKleinhuis
Administrator Fractal Senior Posts: 7044 formerly known as 'Trifox'
| May 16, 2013, 10:13:07 PM why not joining the competition ? awesome work as everytime!!! |
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