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Aug 2015
Love dragged me down to the river
Me: kicking, screaming curses
Love: steady hand without quiver

Love held me under the rippled surface
silent bubbles translated my biblical verses
and I questioned it's purpose

But the one thing without indecision
was me and her in unison
and I rose from my baptism
Written by
Sam  new zealand
(new zealand)   
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     Sam, mark cleavenger and GaryFairy
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