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Jul 2018
She was a force of nature, her hair flowing in the wind

Her heart beating with each incoming wave.

The moon was but a slave to her desire.

Into her passion I walked willing to be consumed by the fire.

A beauty who knew no equal, As such she would remain untamed,and unclaimed
  
Forever, alone
surround only by the hearts she stole
Adolph Hamilton
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Adolph Hamilton  Bass River
(Bass River)   
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