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Dec 2012
Broken harem thoughts of past consequence
Thought buried deep buried deeper for good
Trying to drown the remnant skeleton
in the closet of doom

Found love in middle journey
Saw her eyes smile honestly
Gave only what she knew
Saw me with false tired hubris

Beckoned by batting lash
Legs that reach the floor
Toes that clasp about my back
Michael Sinclaire
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