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Apr 2019
I just believe there is a truth,
I have my lips both sweet and cruel,
I see my shy jewels craved by fire,
it's a myth upon desire,
I play the games of innocence,
come forth in roses, purple disease,
I open up the flight, it's sea breeze,
I'm in shades for I'm just quiet,
waiting no longer silent.
Poem from my book 'The Allure Of Time, now available on amazon.
Go and get your own copy.
Written by
goddessofdivinity  23/London
(23/London)   
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   Frances E McClelland
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