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Feb 2016
Arise!Β Β Arise!
Oh wingless serpent
Oh jousting knight
Gleaming in sunlight
Arise like Samurai
Mounted on a steed
Of deadly sins
Arise and greet the morn
As wives grieve and mourn
As children grieve and mourn
As husbands grieve and mourn
Oh world, grieve and mourn
Our fallen knight
Our fell serpent
Our seven Samurai.
Tryst
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Tryst  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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