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Apr 2016
O love, the grandeur of the stars
are devolved from being praised
when i look upon your face
and see the constellations of freckles
on your face:
hush praise, dim the night-time glitter
of frozen aqua somehow burning...

                                                            *yawn...
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
319
   Argentum
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