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Sep 2015
To see them is a privilege
And them see me
Is a right.
I have seen them often
In dreams, day and night.

In memory and mind
Alone lately though
Not enough in real life
They're for others to know.

Le petite morde
The ultimate high
The little death
When your eyes
Make me die.
Written by
Richard Forman  Adelaide
(Adelaide)   
226
     Lior Gavra and Medhina Khanal
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