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Feb 2017
Moonlight reflected
Off her long black hair

Pale skin illuminated
In lush sweet grass

Something sinisterly seductive
Hid behind her innocent smile

The closer she came
The darker the sky grew

Until the moon was covered
And I could see nothing

Her hand touched mine
In that inky darkness

I felt as if the sun
Would never rise again

And that thought
Filled me with pleasure
Hadrian Veska
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Hadrian Veska
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