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12-10-02 by Oliver DrewmanA perfect summer in November
A time when things are said and done
A time when contemplation
A 'running over lost and won
A furtive glance unto another
A numbing of the soul
A buttoning up of coat Emotion
A 'gainst the whipping colour role
A frozen blast that freezes
A heart once satisfied
A pain that burns and teases
A one like me inside
12/10/2002 Author's Note: written after reading jennifer apple. check her out if you get the chance.
Posted on 12/10/2002 Copyright © 2026 Oliver Drewman
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