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Ivory in her solitude,

pristine to peering eyes,

as perfect as her hair may lie

the lie is buried deep inside.

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Garry Rowlands

Sun 30th Apr 2017 07:46

Short but full of meaning.

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Melissa Gentile

Tue 21st Feb 2017 02:48

thank you ?

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Juan Pablo Lynch

Tue 21st Feb 2017 02:08

That last line was quite interesting..Really enjoyed this poem as well.

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