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| Cape Town |
Brown sugar
Taste its scent
Echoing through ranches of forbidden fruit
Steadily marching towards its domain
I lay there
Stained by arrows of no blood shot wounds
Carried accross the Jordan river through the sky’s blossom
era
I found him
Untamed and elevated
Bitter to the core
Unfamiliar in its smell
Unknown for its opulence
I lie to you
Light years and decades blurred
Undefined in their sober appeal
Centuries remain in awe
Of the world unknown to its call
From the heart
Tenacious Phoenix Songs
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