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Saphire Glances


Saphire glances

Awaiting chances

Minute romances

Sinful dances

Searching gazes

For friendly faces

Running mazes

Wanton chases

Sad desire

Out for hire

Starting fires

For frequent flyers

Mad dominions

Obsolete opinions

Destroying all friends

Delivering sins

Discovered choices

From choir voices

Driving Rolls Royces

While the boy says

I am the breeze

Flowing with ease

I will not tease

Come burrow in my freeze




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