Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

The following is a piece of writing submitted by du courage on July 23, 2014
"We were late with our evening stroll today. This poem was the result"
Twilight stroll
The day goes silentand merges
slowly
with the night
The trees turn grey
and whisper
a last bird's call
sounds clear and bright
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