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Nov 2015
Anything
may
seem
a half life
after
such
rush,
so when the rescind is real
it is totally apparent,
nothing more
than a fade
of the full,
just because
the clear of the clarity that was;
the end of our tour,
our tour to source,
the simple endΒ Β 
of a tour de force.
Simon Soane
Written by
Simon Soane  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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   Dead lover
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