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Mar 16
First seeing their eyes,
I thought love to begin.
Angels to God cries,
Guarding our souls within.
Journeys never known,
All forced into peril.
Of life till death shown,
Hope darkness left feral.
Given what wanted,
So happens to move on.
What left so chaunted,
Fear not life to be drawn.
What thought of love, hewn,
Sake of being soon…
Definitions of Dreams & Things XVI - Poem 11.
Nickolas J McKee
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Nickolas J McKee  30/M/Wherever
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