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Aug 2015
And if I were to fall you would know
from miles they will be warned


without doubt he has fallen (whispers from gossips)

that day
earth will speak with a thunderous voice
winds will freeze
and time will stop

Kings will proclaim it to be a holiday of regret
the one veiled with kisses that hurt
and caresses  that slither
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