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About This Poem
Threesome
Angels
We are homeless Angels from heaven,
watching people go from home to work.
Angels again take a day's work.
Unknowing Dreams.
Inevitable mysteries, become pleasures.
Love becomes blind, unaware you become
\fasinated.
Feelings
I have feelings. You have feelings.
Everyone has feelings, but what are feelings
without the feelings of love?...
01/02/2013
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
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