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Jul 2013
Lions eyes,cloudy yet wise
this gentle and genteel man
a mystery to me,
yet we have touched
Souls intertwined like vines
in a forest mystic,
Backs against Tingle trees,
Fifteen hundred year old texture
pushing us away
leaving imprints like scars unhealed....
MoonChild
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MoonChild  A place more Peaceful
(A place more Peaceful)   
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