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I love this
It is only a matter of the speed of vibration that separates each and each picks up vibrations from surroundings. Many stories to tell indeed it does.
posted by
skye08
on January 29, 2012 at 9:41 PM
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nice
posted by
C_C_T
on January 29, 2012 at 9:08 AM
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Intriguing! In a sense, you're giving it the voice it never had.
posted by
2902
on January 29, 2012 at 12:04 AM
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wonderful imagery!
posted by
Annicita
on January 28, 2012 at 11:24 PM
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A wonderful piece of furniture, and the poem is a masterpiece. I went straight back to my childhood at my Grandma's house.
posted by
TAPS.
on January 28, 2012 at 7:02 PM
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Sinome
Good one! Aren't those old pieces magnificent? 
posted by
Nautikos
on January 28, 2012 at 6:53 PM
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Sinome
How wonderful a mind you have.I can truly appreciate this poem of course, being a woodworker at times, and my mind now is wondering what that 'armoir' would have to tell us.
posted by
WileyJohn
on January 28, 2012 at 5:04 PM
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Such fantastic images you use there.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on January 28, 2012 at 12:04 PM
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