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Mar 4
I bottled Grace
broke it the same day
gave into the grey
of a fur coat
Wolf's coat
tempered mote
tempered charm
unreveled charm
sounding alarm
sounding harm
hearing fearing
fearing nothing
save the charm
charming me
warming me
harming me
leaving me
I am broken
unbottled
I am Grace
Pen Lux
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     Rick and Nicolette
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