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Jul 2015
Darkness...
The dark that comes to all men
Encroaching on the edge of vision
It's time that I go out from here
don't fear I'll be a part of that dark
When it comes time for you to depart
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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