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Oct 2015
Under over, below above
Upturned a downing silver,
Tossed up to fall to rise to prove
The wayward godly river
Churned this to that to thin to fat
Until the one eye opened,
Where singles dwell in mingled swell
And woe to woo is ripened.
Being the fifth ...
Tryst
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Tryst  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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