For reasons i can not explain by Pat Lynett

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Mar 2019

There was a flurry of orchards
All burning under a crescent moon
And the gasps of the unfamiliar,
How they stared like a passerby
All wanting more.

Written by

Pat Lynett 29/M/Ontario

(29/M/Ontario)

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