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Jul 2014
Cutting through to my core,
What will you find?
My heart will be open
But will my mind?

Layer upon layer
Will you find my essence?
I am hiding from you
Are you in awe of my presence?

Strip away my colours
Am I still inticing?
Appearances are deceptive
Do you love me only for my icing?
Trieste Bergerac
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Trieste Bergerac  UK
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