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Dec 2012
My mind is overflowing
with the words so easily whisked into my thoughts
I suspect treachery
Oh yes, yes I do
yellow eyes peer from within the brush
forked tongue flickers for one moment
a moment so brief it is quickly forgotten
venture forth into a forest unknown
trusting that your feet may carry you home
to a path for so long sought
do not forget though
treachery hides within the shadows
waiting for you to become lost
Anon C
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Anon C  35/F/Virginia
(35/F/Virginia)   
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