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Apr 11, 2002 11:18

Respectfuly in tones
that only the love lorn
may dance with Mirth . . .
My Animism has been
called upon for sympathy
of the fragile heart . . .
Sensing your pale boney
fingers, gently gliding threw
my silvery hair . . .
I sigh as if i've been
dislodged in an untouched
heaven . . . .
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