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Handmade22 may 2012
Black Locust
Distance cleaves us
Though we drink of the smiles
Bubbling from the corners of our lips
The colours of courtship begin to swivel
Locust echoes bloom ever so fearlessly
As fair passion sweeps through the fog
22 may 2012
Distance cleaves us
Though we drink of the smiles
Bubbling from the corners of our lips
The colours of courtship begin to swivel
Locust echoes bloom ever so fearlessly
As fair passion sweeps through the fog