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Jul 2016
She speak to me.

The light in her eyes,
shake-n-shimmy,
on her thighs.

Delicate dancing flower,
every time i give a listen,
she leaves me surprised.

Inspiration abundantly,
twist && turn,
feel the breeze, swaying trees,
i look && love the light i see.

*Listening
SomethingRascal
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