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REALizations

October 19, 2008
By Anonymous

In a deep voice with a melancholy tune
The sure return of an unexpected rhyme
That is my echoing song, that long-preserved virginity
Heat flamed upon a kiss
Sometimes it’s the wind that scatters truth.
It is not the skin of the apple that is bruised.


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