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Mar 2016
Near death,
You draw your final breaths
In fear
You scream "this must be a dream!"
As you realize it is not...and all your life, was for naught
Near death,
You draw your final breath...
Bones powell
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Bones powell  Uranus
(Uranus)   
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     ---, ---, The Ripper and Torin
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