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Feb 2016
You'll be alright, love of mine.
        That I swear it to the stars.
            And whenever you lose hope,
                simply look up to the sky.
                   You will be safe.
Jaee Derbéssy
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Jaee Derbéssy  nowhere, yet everywhere.
(nowhere, yet everywhere.)   
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   --- and Denel Kessler
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