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My Lady
of Kedar,
I wonder at your certainties, your sense of self. Where are the fears I feel despite my manly masks; hesitations, tremblings I hide? Do you hide, too? Or are you, as I believe, all one throughout, your beauty just a mirror of your soul? by Terry Anderson |
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© 1999 Terry Anderson
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