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Jul 2015
Streams trickle
Gently through my head
The sun sleeps
But light persists
Strands of my hair
Glisten as I surface
And stars shine
In the drops across my eyes
Soaked white silk
Drapes across my shoulders
Young grass' dew
Dampens my bare feet
And I close my eyes
In an imagined world
And sing gently
Echoes keep me company
Parsavagely Kompenere
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Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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