by elo69santa cruz, California, USA
Nov 2016 563 Views 1 comments
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voices in the wind she speaks
like sand through my soul it leaks
an hourglass of Rumkerian peeks
reaping the red of Autumn cheeks
like sand through my soul it leaks
an hourglass of Rumkerian peeks
reaping the red of Autumn cheeks
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Posted: Nov 2016
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