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Feb 2019
A diamond,
A race,
A chase,
Such a ****** shame.
A grip,
A shriek,
A sigh.
When She came.

A sword,
A neck,
A thigh,
Silver rich the name.
A twist,
A turn,
A sword will burn,
With forbidden flame.
Chris
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Chris  24/M
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     Jayne E and Salmabanu Hatim
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