beautiful Harvest
in the Valley
sunset Dreamy
she Pondered
the Questions
a lifeless Wax
may never Know
Blot your fears
Scrumptious mists
among the Strip
free of Duty
a shadowfrost Spectacle
lightly Obscured
as Shrugs of doubt drip
from a Flapper silouette
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