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Jul 2016
Oh spirit rider where have you been ?
longing for your embrace but never seen,
come ride my soul with consummate ease
tease me with your breath a contagious disease
I long now to feel your immortal embrace
to see the moonlight in your face
the soothing tones of your words
soaring higher than all the birds
take me now to your dark retreat
to stand before the judgement seat,
let me tell of your ethereal tales
how you opened my eyes and removed the scales.
Haydn Swan
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Haydn Swan  Purgatory
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