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Jan 2020
Keep me in Heaven’s bright eyes
It’s depth, breadth, width and height
Tossing sugar, mist
Scraping sugar, mist
Under her fingernails

Cut them off, if that’s your will
For mine is yours and yours is mine
branch of the vine
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branch of the vine  22/F/England
(22/F/England)   
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   Leo, The Poetic Nicole and Colm
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