Ibn Ali

Freshman - 939 Points [Ibn Ali] (24/12/1984 / The Gambia)

Autumn Blossom

There was a time,
When you were young,
When everyone that saw, succumbed,
You'd walk a path and leave a trail,
The scent of which would light ablaze,
Though non would win all hearts would race,
She thought this time immortal age,
When all the vultures swirled and preyed,
And non the wiser she to they,

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