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Aug 2015
Horae Hand Holding
August heat rolls in unchecked
I dab softly at my neck with a hint of Autumn whispers
Already yearning for cardamom and patchouli
Winds to blow Chai kisses my way
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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