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There was a quiet storm
playing on the edge -
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I am shadow of rustic ruins-
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by jazzcat 28 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 14 11:13 AM. In contemporary
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Bright childhood dream
once strewn over years now compiled -
Twisted and tied
until only your eyes remain visible
