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Nov 2015
Standing near the
deepest part of
the waters edge,
and peering
into restless
sea, my life
searched for
perfection

So, I drank the
potion and slashed
my wrist and jumped
from the highest cliff,
to greet my own reflection
Written by
Stu Harley
304
     ---, harmony crescent and Eudora
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