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Nov 2015
The first breath of autumn
mellifluously on the wings
of a ravenous wind
decides to love all

it simply misses that
love is not a  decision
but a feeling
Thus, the loving act of devastation

11/06/2015
Esfoni
Written by
Esfoni  USA
(USA)   
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   Cecil Miller
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