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Immodesty

She had no pride Standing naked before the world Arms out-stretched To God and sky Until Spring waltzed in and Clothed her. Cynthia

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/8/2012 4:00:00 AM
"when the geraniums rose that high" sorry ol rhymers never die, love it mate...Don
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Date: 9/8/2012 3:07:00 AM
Good morning Cynthia, awake so early. Here's clock is 11.05 (midday) But a poet write best at night time, lovely little poem Cynthia. Go back to your bed. Have a nice weekend. -oxox love Anne-Lise :)
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