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Poetic T Apr 2020
Bandeau effortlessly draped
                    over her physique.

I wanted to open my gift.


  As the sash descended,


                              she bit her lip.
a light veil of morning mist
draped o'er the river's trace
as first rays of sun arose
was like a curtain

— The End —