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Strangers Leave Scars
We were strangers by the pool
there was summer on your skin
I lay low, opened my whole body
in the hope that you would find me
Then taking it the distance
from the shore raised to the sky
there were many sailors scheming
on the bending of your knee
There’s a bridge in your dreams
as it recedes behind a fog
you wonder what it means...
Even naked your body was a silk gown
as you sc...
Saturday 12th January 2019 2:41 pm
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