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yaseen daniels Aug 2014
Green and speckled legs in the forest,
Hop on logs and lily pads
Splash in cool sapphire water.
yaseen daniels Aug 2014
Love me not For I have flown too high,
My wax wings melting,
Disappearing with the warmth I once had.
Only a cold heart lives on.

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