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Mar 2014
Irene
From softest rose
I steal your hue
to hold you in my mind.
On plane of white
With sullen thought
I'll sneak to hide desire
But here it lies
This naked flower
The one I call Irene.
TG Hinchcliff
Written by
TG Hinchcliff  Weed, CA
(Weed, CA)   
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