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Jun 25
Frozen cold as ice,
Her eyes still on intention.
Self meditation,
Melts dreams into fruition.
Calm, the breeze of higher self.
Renée Brookes
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Renée Brookes  25/F/Washington, US
(25/F/Washington, US)   
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