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Nov 2013
It is 11th hour of the eleventh month.
And where the hell are we now.
Am not in Capitol myself.
Indoors.

In thoughts once true.
We started hot then off did trot.
Upon the demon's cloven hooves.
Spurned by the devil's inference.
Interference well ablaze.
Lest not forget the magic moments.
At this poignant time!
(c)Ladylivvi 11/11/2013 11am
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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