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Jan 2015
She walked in from the hurricane,
Straight into the storm.
The witch is for burning.
A cruising night.
A warming smile.
Making hearts burn fire.
The kiss of morning dragged her out of bed.
Left by the front door.
Into the starting blizzard.
Key in lock.
Door flies open.
Straight into the tempest.
The shrew in need of taming.
(C) Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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   --- and Vanessa Gatley
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