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Mar 2015
Solace
This is solace,
so let's
let the glass
go down.

This is solace,
no less
than living
life unbound.

This is solace,
caress
your fingers
in my palm.

this is solace.
solace
represents
no harm.
Written by
Nick Burns  Everything Was Beautiful
(Everything Was Beautiful)   
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