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Dec 2015
I will always know your name
future imperfect baby girl

my eyes can never see your face
I prove my love by inaction:

this world will not tarnish you child
sway in the hammock incorporeal

feelings are all that matter
long since born but not meant to live

beyond the dominion of
cardiac dreamscapes...

smile.
Laughing Wolf
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Laughing Wolf
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