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Mary Shanti Oct 2018
Pitched mouth kissed
Pledged
Possessed
redelivered
Leaves fall hard- pressed like dawned lovers
We began lost
This four day – old path poured on forever
His smile returned when mezzo del cammin
Again, a fine giver
Amongst true men
See whatever  
Waking  up rediscovered

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