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The Mystique

Eagles soar in the Sky but this one Is wounded Lying near a fire Mystique pick it up and put it in a bush hopefully it will recover its strength Angels abode in heaven but this one has been poisoned in the cages of hell Mystique hid him in a dark corner hopefully he shall recover his strengths Silver-stars come out at night but you are out in broad daylight unperturbed Mystique you must be a puma mystique you must be a sentinel Lewis Nyaga Mystique Roy code 254 1851 HRS

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Date: 6/18/2015 7:25:00 PM
Wonderful imagery draws one into this well-written piece! Well done, Lewis! Pandita
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Lewis Nyaga
Date: 6/18/2015 10:58:00 PM
Thanks alot Pandita, for your esteemed comments and support//*** hugs and blessings

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