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Apr 2015
As the light dims and the night grins
The wheels spin slowly stopping at the
Entrance to the domain of sweat
And lust.  Smells of fermented fruits
Produce a toxic noose of bad decisions.
Rhythmic bass pulsate and vibrate
Make the fluttering heart flutter more
Pour the trouble lifting elixir
Dancing with the perfect picture.
A mixture of chance encounters,
Romantic flowers and pride and power.
Don't let this night end without you
And me doing what we came to do.
Lytrell Howard
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Lytrell Howard  The Ice Palace
(The Ice Palace)   
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