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A myriad of marriages To a column of visions A celestial marking With delectable pleasures All from differing realities Is shooting through me And into another group A gentle person's arcadia They converse bureaucracy In conjunction to delightful pies Transitory harmony Is easily overlooked through love That exists as flesh and bone I had seen my own Wander on through Dominant, but not ill She led her ensemble Past the marble houses And snowberry hedges Oblivious to novels in my hand Until I made my given way there A greeting on each of their hand We exchanged fun reviews Until the mid bell had rung And so it did Leaving me to follow the birds Back to my place of resting
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Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 6:56 AM UTC
Casual Tea
A myriad of marriages To a column of visions A celestial marking With delectable pleasures All from differing realities Is shooting through me And into another group A gentle person's arcadia They converse bureaucracy In conjunction to delightful pies Transitory harmony Is easily overlooked through love That exists as flesh and bone I had seen my own Wander on through Dominant, but not ill She led her ensemble Past the marble houses And snowberry hedges Oblivious to novels in my hand Until I made my given way there A greeting on each of their hand We exchanged fun reviews Until the mid bell had rung And so it did Leaving me to follow the birds Back to my place of resting
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32/M/Winston-Salem, NC
Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 6:56 AM UTC
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