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Mar 2015
Oberon stands by;
     summer is asleep.
Puck reclines, lethargic eyes,
     wildflowers threaded
through his coarse, nether hair.
Theodore Bird
Written by
Theodore Bird  London
(London)   
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   Ashley D Escobar
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