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Lovers

She addressed the letters to her lovers

thinking that now the time was right

to bring them begging for her favours.

 

and sunlight shone upon the ocean

it's power blinding all but the pure

as children delighted in their freedom.

 

despoiler of our wondrous dream

she came and made us face each other,

our guilt was written on her face.

◄ Quisling

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