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Bare Faced
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Kiss of Honey From the depths, the last champer of the live given machine,
I found you fighting off the ill omens seeking to destroy the tender flesh.
Protecting the lifeless machine, your efforts to make it live.
With you battling within this chamber, you give life and I am without masks.
A few get to see me such bare faced as you have.
"...bare faced..."
sans mask, sans pretense - nice image - one to live by . Yr poempal, Stella
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