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Sep 2015
A dusty trail fades into the dark.
A comet strikes a villain at his core.
A simple-minded walker contemplates the stars.
These trees are all reaching towards God.
How could one want more?

A torn spirit leaves its blood-stained mark,
with an echo that echoes.
"I'm lost."
JDK
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JDK  36/M/Japan
(36/M/Japan)   
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