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For Her

Soft blackened silk hair. Sad she is; warmth for her heart. No solace, for me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 10/26/2017 10:33:00 AM
Dear Andrew: Nicely done. Leon
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Date: 8/27/2017 11:02:00 PM
Excellent poem of discovering your real identity. Thank you for sharing!
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