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Searching the eyes where the senses failWhere faces fear, where hides the tail.
Where shows not the surface what inside lies
In caverns most holy, a sanctuary of ties
And there do I find, among treasures galore
The true face of you among the legendary lore
And I urge thee to wear it on thy sleeve like a glove
And give this fine planet a real diamond to love
Poetry by CrowRider
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Written on 2010-12-08 at 22:09
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