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Dec 2016
Your eyes ogle at me
 Like two skies from close-up
 And like a huge azure ocean,
 That swims from your head to my feet...
 It paralyses me with the waves
 Of your gutsy glances-
 They go under my skin
 And flow past my flesh and blood
 To scan my self... and ...then...
 You usually win when I close my eyes...

Anna Zapalska
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Anna Zapalska
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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