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Time Adjourned

The throb of the obeisance is to alternate a action of speech at a unset action . Yet to breath into a beautiful desire, called Life. Not long til the sunrise and the fate is pressed to assign the function of meditation or ability. -Quateria Greene

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Date: 12/21/2018 9:34:00 PM
Quateria, I have no idea whether this is a real name or a poetical name, but it is beautiful like this poem. Welcome to Poetry Soup. "a beautiful desire called Life" - nicely written!
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