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Feb 2019
a quiet stirring lapps like waves within me
bringing about an illusion of calming serenity
your trance is alluring and i cannot look away
i feel as though i'm unable to keep these creatures at bay
clawing to show but i hide them well
only a well trained eye could see their yell
it would do to good to listen
i might show a clue to my mission
i have already said too much
yours is a very crafty touch
Dylan Jones
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Dylan Jones  28/M/MN
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