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Nov 2013
Subtle tastes of what could be
future framework
assemble within the cloud I often call
my mind

Stricken with notions of possibility
swords of desire
like pins through the mended quilt
patches of past

I shall not build upon certain stone
cold or warm
let the light ring through to my judgement
before I set the first post
Written by
Adam J Smith  Somewhere in the Universe
(Somewhere in the Universe)   
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   Mystery Girl
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