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Sep 2016
A passion ever felt
Burnt with leather belt
Raws my skin bold to welt

Sunken in a sip
My glass begins to drip
Sweaty palms friction slip

Accents yet to the tell
Exotic depths of hell
Fleshy lusts to sell  

Sneaky window breeze
Cools my pulse with ease
Mounted in the air to freeze
Green Eyed Blues
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Green Eyed Blues  La la land
(La la land)   
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   --- and DivineDao
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