Defer Your Execution
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Mark Heathcote
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I see your fear even to be?
Who you-really-are
let yourself be
a fully open portal ajar.
You are a Tsar, a King.
Your heart is a
star-strewn reservoir.
Your love is a watering hole.
Many would be mesmerised
drinking their fill, if only
You believed your heart was worth giving.
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