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Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Love in the Mist - a Roundel 1st draft
Love in a mist, the adoptees’ flower
Often born of careless tryst
Blooms on beneath the shaded bower,
Love in a mist.
And yet to some they don’t exist
Lost to the single focussed plough
Of the legislated nihilist.
Yet never will these petals cower
They will forever coexist,
In open fields they seize their power,
Love in a mist.
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I love it my friend
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