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Apr 2018
It was a merry-go-round.
I was gambling on the animals.
There was something more,
Going on between us.
A faint flutter of discontent
As I laughed astride a Tiger,
Ready to battle.
I’m not making any demands.
Complete surrender is all I’ll take.
Sometimes there a little moments were you think back on them and go oh, that was what that strange undercurrent was. I had one of those and needed to write it out.
Danielle
Written by
Danielle  28/F/Vermont
(28/F/Vermont)   
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       --- and Derek David
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