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Father of Lights - 43
You spoke the very seeds of time
as fireflies pierced velvet folds
And sky, and earth and wind and fire
are formed from darkness' stinging cold.
A penny for tomorrow's thoughts
and lifetimes wasted on the past
as whithered hands clutch tear-stained gold
that's buried in forever's cask.
Words from nothing build forever
as sunlight slowly fades to night
And tears of joy pierce inky blacknes
streaming from the Father of Lights.
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More