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Four fists full of Hate
One lilac bright dove
Two hawks at the gate
Lightning soft feathers
Winding winds sing with fire
Open minds bring desire
Riding the weathers
Waiting with breath
Held in trees
Living frees
Dying from Death
Two hawks at the gate
One lilac bright dove
Four fists full of Hate
A bouquet of Love
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-03-03 at 00:04
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Bouquet
A bouquet of LoveFour fists full of Hate
One lilac bright dove
Two hawks at the gate
Lightning soft feathers
Winding winds sing with fire
Open minds bring desire
Riding the weathers
Waiting with breath
Held in trees
Living frees
Dying from Death
Two hawks at the gate
One lilac bright dove
Four fists full of Hate
A bouquet of Love
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 781 times
Written on 2016-03-03 at 00:04
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