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Aug 2017
Thin is the veil of the serpent
It's silent thunder gathers the storm
Dreams as it laughs
At its darkest day
Shakes in its expression
Kicks in the door and pushes shame into love
Crystal clear is the smoke
That hangs like a thin veil
There seems to be a mystery that holds us all together
I just hope I never find out why
Darrel Weeks
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Darrel Weeks  48/M/Derbyshire
(48/M/Derbyshire)   
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