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While a dawn,
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September 2016 While a dawn,
Lays......
Upon a morrow.
And a sun,
has set, this night......
Darkness
Is ever, on the mind.
To join that, which lurks.
Within the heart.
Where deaths decay,
Crept, along his soul.
Strangled love.
And
left its mark.
Giajl © Jim Love
