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The warmest temperature scorching with glee
Budapest’s secrets unearthing shame
The Kremlin’s past put to shame
A fury of a westerly wind
An ever expanding balloon, packed to the fringe
A compounding dazzling sprinkled with lust
Only felt by the bearer, its mighty gust.
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Hues of it
Date: Tuesday, 5th January 2016 @ 06:11:46 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: flex4life13

The color of love as felt by me
The warmest temperature scorching with glee
Budapest’s secrets unearthing shame
The Kremlin’s past put to shame
A fury of a westerly wind
An ever expanding balloon, packed to the fringe
A compounding dazzling sprinkled with lust
Only felt by the bearer, its mighty gust.

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