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Aug 2010
No distractions, no escape,
My Introversion's heavy cape,
My lust may rise against her nape,
So my heart spins hoops of steel.

I wish for 'love', and 'happy-sees',
I wish for Truth, but on my knees,
I pray my soul's 'Unfettered Pleads',
And bandages, that I might heal.
Keith Ren
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