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Mystery
I saw him in the tree – a face formed
from the leaves covering
the bare naked ladies whose
chlorophyll was burning,
I called him my name, he answered – Mystery.
Published 13th Apr 2016
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13th Apr 2016 7:08am
he studies those that wander around him, from among his ladies.
enjoyed the intrigue...
enjoyed the intrigue...
