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i. Twas I, ****** into her eye's Passed through her brain; Into her soul Passing in her heart, into her membrane. ii. And I shalt do it over And repeat again; And return to her spirit Wherein the warmth never end's. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane nagley dedication
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
Twas I, ****** into her eye's