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Beatiful Rebel

Said the
Maverick to
the angel,
'sometimes i see
your face
like gold in
red.
The deph of which
still
makes my breath
stop
and stand still.
Of that cause and effect,
those eyes
that climb so bright
to peacefull waters
that still shudder at
it's depth.'
said the angel
to the maverick
'your action to
this money,
your the always truth
beautiful rebel,
of the
right to
this left.'

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