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Nov 2017
All caught up in autumn's breeze
Rosy pink blossoms along her cheeks
She’s feverish

Bare feet, cold against the pavement
Face framed by undone waves and
She’s feverish

Hair down to her hips
Her hands in fists
She’s feverish

And that fever is you
Vela
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Vela  21/F/Around
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