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Curiosity In Caution
Thought filled eyes cast a disquieting shadow;
Petting toward, doting on way.
The silences went on and on,
Creeping back-over brooding night.
Petting toward, doting on way.
The silences went on and on,
Creeping back-over brooding night.
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