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Feb 2016
connect the dots on your skin
drawing an uncommon star map
cos darlin I'm losin sleep
I don't even have time for a cat-nap
this all feels like a dream
and not the good kind
I don't know what I'm saying
I think I'm losing my mind
perhaps that's hyperbole
maybe I've worked the truth out
I'm still awake and it's a miracle
but those are what I'm all about
The Thaumaturge
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The Thaumaturge  the 7th circle
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