If you
have
the
habit
of
putting
your
hand
in
every
hole
you
happen
to come
across,
beware!
You will
never
know
which
has a
snake
within
that
will
strike
back
at
Y
O
U
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22 July 2011
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Poetic Blues
PoetryTonight, my love is the rain that fills the heart while it lasts and leaves sweet pain in its wake. Poems-- my way of clearing my mind. Highest Ranking: #3 in Poetry ~~~ 18 December 2016
