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Jul 2012
She was so alone

filling the oceans of my heart

as it turned to stone

lay her down

atop the moonlight

drain her out

absence of light

so ******* cute when she fights

and i still feel

the echoes of the tide

and i still kneel

to her strong side
Michael W Noland
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Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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