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Jun 2017
There was a smile I found,
In the bushes of my lovers garden mound.

It broke when lifted from its place,
The pieces fed to the elks who graze.

Nibbling softly on my dreams & notions
While drinkingΒ Β the waterfall of my emotions.
Anecandu
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Anecandu  M/Jamaica
(M/Jamaica)   
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