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Apr 2015
Grasp my hand and lead me,
Through the boneyards left behind.

Conceal the sorrows of the past,
And allow me to vestige into obscurity.
Dylan Nicklason
Written by
Dylan Nicklason  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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   Cecil Miller
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