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Aug 2016
The moon strokes her lovely hair
like a mother would her child
her porcelain face upturned
her pink lips slightly parted
maybe awaiting a kiss
from a prince

not a frog like me
Sir Jeffrey Langston III
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Sir Jeffrey Langston III  Camelot
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   ---, Mary Winslow, --- and Ravanna Dee
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