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May 2016
The suns of morning
And storms of yesterday
Are chasing me down
Into the edge of unknown

Are you ready for me, love?
I heard you were the dawn
A universe of your own
Come at me, then

You are within my sight
But this is my dream
So play by my rules
I am the queen of the Ivory Tower
Violet
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Violet
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   River, cgembry, Rose and Mary Winslow
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