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Old Joy

Old eyes Feel wow, Now spy Joy now. Old ways Can style, Bold play Flings smiles. Old touch Curls round, Seeds much Sweet grounds. Old zest Born here, Feeds quest My dear. Old form Works well, Love norms Fond tell. Old moves Sweet stay, Wise grooves Can stray. Old man Speeds peace, Fond scan Words ease. Old girl In glee, Love swirls Sets free. Old times Floats out, New rhymes Now shout. Old range Feels nice, New change Hot spice. Old sighs Slow down, Aged highs In clowns. Leon Enriquez 23 May 2015 Singapore

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Date: 5/23/2015 11:43:00 PM
Sounds sweet... SKAT
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Leon Enriquez
Date: 5/26/2015 9:11:00 PM
Dear Skat: Ageing is very trying sometimes. Thank you for the comments. Leon
Date: 5/23/2015 11:21:00 PM
Lovely, wistful. Positively dances along. 'Aged highs in clowns'. Terrific write, Leon. Regards, Viv
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Leon Enriquez
Date: 5/26/2015 9:10:00 PM
Dear Viv: Thank you very much. Leon

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