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Cast be thy fate to live in exile Bated be your fair fluffed fleece Face of said avenue beguiled Ebbed a carmine masterpiece Ebony landscapes you adorn The eyes of thousands you have hooked Whines sharp replicas of thorns Question mark shaped be such nooks Appeased the ice queen had appeared Fabricating jagged thrills of mirth A concept quite eerie, yet linear 'Til done apart by spineless dearth

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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