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Dec 2015
Notes speak louder than words.
I heard a chord that couldn't be whispered.
Lost in a whirl of secrets I swore I to keep.

Some things are best left unspoken.

A few leaked out.
Distance helped with that.
If the birds don't get them first,
we should be able to find our way back.
This theory is brittle.
JDK
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JDK  35/M/Japan
(35/M/Japan)   
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     Denel Kessler and Destre'
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