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turbulent eyes and worn hands
faded tattoos from long-forgotten
drunken nights
marks of needle prinks
and a southern slurred speech
- you were kind to me
Lynn Jan 2019
He smiles without burden
A hope beyond horizon
Prinks without the effort
Prince like boy with no resort...

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Your necklace is laced with rope
My definition of happy

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