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Aug 2016
Waste away someday
Waste away with me
Skeletal dance- in a wasteland in which the sand strips us away.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust or so they say.
What happens when shiny new turns to rust?

So why bother trying, waste away with me.

Waste away someday, we're already wasting away.
Jester
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Jester  Verona
(Verona)   
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