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Nov 2015
gold avenues of the sun
the playful wind
throws the leaves into
confusion
whispering like the
seas ebb and flow
carrying the leafy dreams of
the day
into my pockets
i drown, drown like a jealous tide
in the waves of your love.
beth fwoah dream
Written by
beth fwoah dream  England
(England)   
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