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Dark green shade of trees cast by sun
Shining with intense rays
An oasis—found for
Summer suns.*

Тадеус
© Тадеус 6-16-2015 4:54pm
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Could water cease,
and so would drought?

Could love not exist,
and I survive?
Of the many girls i thought loved me
she stands out boldly.

She knew how to weave
herself into elusive

raise the bar
just when i thought i reached her

quietly recede
when i picked up speed

use my gift
to give me a lift

remind what was hers
was in my purse

convey
her generosity was a day away.

As i recall
she took my all
and left me a wreck.

She was my Miss Take.
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