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Sep 2015
Tell me foreign rhymes.
Tell me strange tales.

Write them on my heart with your gentle touch.
Write them on my skin with your pink lips.

Tell me of lands far away.
Tell me of lovers that went away.
Corlene Beukes
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Corlene Beukes  I am only learning.
(I am only learning.)   
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