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      Darkest delirium 
 
  down the Pentecostal road Not even a mile from sanity A blood relative of obsession's whisky lips Yet yours wouldn't even part for me The moon ticked on as sympathy's open arms forged chilly water Brown faded blue eyes and I fell in love  | 
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      Excellent write.... 
    
Welcome to Poems & Creative Writing.   
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      Nice write and welcome..
     
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      So much said in so few words. This evokes pictures and music in my mind. So enjoyed.
     
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      Many thanks
     
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