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Premium account contest (Closed)Hello members of our group . This will be this groups official premium account contest below I will be doing the rules and the prizes for this groups next official contest, but first since this group mainly deals with Premium accounts I thought it would be cool to do a little contest for about a month or so it will be a real simple Journal contest... I have done this before on my own page for Super Groups giveaways... so lets get started and enough with the introductions .
How to enter: To be in the contest all you need to do is fav this Journal and be a member. if anyone on the staff adds you to the officially contest Journal Entry (this one) they will ask you if your a member or not like I will to prove your not just someone off the DA site who isn't a member this contest is to boost actively here also in your Journal entry for the contest you must give credit to the group
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Winter landscape 23. Watercolour. by alartstudio
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Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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