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Jul 2014
Have you seen the revolution?
did it quiver your repulsion?
sitting there in feigned rejection,
laughing at his resurrection.
Gone is word of insurrection,
take it now to your affection,
entertain his sweet deception
while he plays with his *******.
Call me a cynic......
calpurnia mockingbird
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calpurnia mockingbird  Cardiff
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