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Feb 2016
I've been sitting here,
Dwelling upon a time where I no longer live,
Where your voice has been calling out to me from the darkness.
Caution, the past reads to me,
"Proceed with Caution".
You're a stranger to me but so terribly familiar,
The epitome of unknown territory.
With the allure of a once recognizable ground,
Seductive, blue-eyed trickster that with one sharp glance had swept me off my feet.
Set ablaze,
Forever appropriate burden of timeless enchantment.
Attachment,
Insatiable hunger to quell these building thoughts,
Longing for a time in which it's impossible to return.
What shall be our fate?
My lost friend, the time traveller.
Ameliorate
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Ameliorate  30/Canada
(30/Canada)   
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