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Aug 2017
Walking down the road
enter the local woods
it was there
I met a female
whom eyes deep as pools
pulling me in
into the dark waters
she let her dreams go
and her body like snow
against her dark hair
my hand softly stroked
it was there
the spear
peace
darken my heart
level 1.2.
P@ul.  HE He he!
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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