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Jul 2013
lips that pour lies like wine
yet bittersweet, truly divine
hearts that cage love like birds
in nothingness where they lurk
fingers reaching cold as ice
playing life by rolling dice
and promises uttered like a truth
of tiny fairies collecting a tooth

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phantasmal
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