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saddeningly profaned

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at heart the girl was a woman of the desert
wrapped around you like a reputation

steeped in story
devoid of glory

tears wept dry in doubtful want
obscured beside an empty front

conviction loosely shaped by the strange
pushed into the outside of consternation
glh

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Written by glh

December 25, 2010 at 02:34

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