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Feb 2013
Austere, everywhere!
only me for
that I care.

In my dream, two apples
fall from a tree,
roll down the hill
next to me.

There I lay
in foetal bliss
behold she comes to me
the Goddess.
Wrote this one after reading an article about oral personalities and **** personalities.
Nick Moore
Written by
Nick Moore  Cornwall
(Cornwall)   
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