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Jul 2015
The amorous history of you
that she so well denies,

sometimes reveals itself,
though she hides it from her eyes.

I do not hate you.

Though I envy you,
I do not hold a grudge.

I only hope she has shed the skin that once resonated your touch.
Long To Sail
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