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Mar 2020
Beware the stranger at your door.
The tissue voice of magic,
the tight handshake.

The seduction of your senses,
good words can lie.

Arrive at a place of softness,
the betrayal of surprise.

Stubborn denial, voices
enlarge the deceit.
You are not safe
when softness hides
the stone of treachery.


Caroline Shank
Caroline Shank
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Caroline Shank  77/F/Wisconsin
(77/F/Wisconsin)   
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