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Mar 2016
Above the surface
glorious souls glisten in star light
no corruption can infect such purity.
Meanwhile in a dark world beneath
innocent minds are suffocated by the black smoke
left in torture without a cure to madness.
Ryan
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Ryan  UK
(UK)   
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   PJ Poesy
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