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Jun 2016
I happen to stumble upon and pick a scented red rose
I travelled homeward aglow with desire
And placed it within the heart of my being
Its presence filled my dreams
It's aroma caressed the foundation of my soul
Until it was no more
Designed to reflect how moments of pure ecstasy can be fleeting
Darrel Weeks
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Darrel Weeks  48/M/Derbyshire
(48/M/Derbyshire)   
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