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Posted by Bluesy Socrateaser on Mon Mar 02, 2009 4:11 am
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Two shadows
<br />On a trembling wall
<br />Fingers tracing over curves
<br />Breaths, in smoke filled corners
<br />Tongues flickering like vipers
<br />Beads of sweat rolling over skin
<br />Fan blades stirring voices
<br />Rains falling from a darkened cavern
<br />Raising rivers over levees of doubt
<br />So firm in her resolve
<br />So firm in his resolve
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<br />The money went into a charitable trust
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