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Aug 2015
He stands by the pond,
And marvels her Auburn eyes;
The sun cannot comprehend,
The beauty with which they shine.

The cosmos cannot wonder,
For the beauty of her soul

Alas, this day is dark;
And he stands by the pond, alone.
Paenitentia in the garden of old.
Jordan Supertramp
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Jordan Supertramp  22/M/Bristol, England
(22/M/Bristol, England)   
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