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Nov 2014
I awoke!
the warmth of a lover's breath was all that was left

My tormentors where finally gone
The night had obeyed my wish
the fresh skins of my epiphanies was it's prize.

and freedom was mine.
Written by
David B Perry  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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