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Nov 2011
Icy cold it became, the room
Melted it did, the heart
Racing they were, the nerves

Torturous, it was
Torturous, it is
Torturous, it will be

Dreams me tormenting have been
Confusion within set in has
Excitement, mental, now overflowing and bubbling is

Unknown what to do is,
yet
Perhaps
Nothing what to do is
Robert N Varty
Written by
Robert N Varty  Pretoria
(Pretoria)   
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