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When life's .....
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August 2016 When life's .....
Wine, has lost, its ......sweetness.
When, a jejune horse, appears.
As it comes, upon the dawn.
I'll be in that group of four.
My last chance, at love ...... Then.
For.
I'd rather smell, a roses scent.
Than that, of death, or fear.
And if you should you share, a kiss....
That'd melt , a dragons heart.
Perhaps one last time.
Before, you stretch...... your wings.
Before, a feather ...... falls.
And if not.....
Take me now
For
My heart is lost.
My life
no longer a pleasure.
Giajl © Jim Love
