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Apr 2015
Little by little the boredom,
In the dead of night,
Takes the new step,
where it's just done.
No more people,
No more phone call,
Just the silence
Of the oversight,
Until the mornings come,
To restore this hopeful quest.
Laurent
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Laurent
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     ---, Grizzo and Ocean Blue
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