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Feb 2014
Half a face, a scattered line
Half a breath, a fragment
A sign.

Whisperings laid bare,
Tumbling, coiled, kiss the air.

Colours bounce off the soul,
Etchings carved, steady, control.

Swimming in a sea of blue,
Caress the senses, distort the view.

Plunge deeper into the heat,
Release the tension,
Crush, defeat.
S Greenwood
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S Greenwood  Great Britian
(Great Britian)   
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