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Oct 2017
I was born in the dessert on the moon in a cloud of rain.
I was killed in the summer in the arctic on the mountain plain.
I was kissed by the sea and i touched the sun.
Loved an angel touched her spangles and now I'm on the run.
A dragon touched me set me a fire into a freezing blaze.
I chased the devil into heaven and hell was colder than space.
I married the Goddess and the planets did align.
I wrote a ballad that will stand the test of time.

Yet I'm lonely and it;s more than a state of mind.
John Yuri Yasmirakov
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John Yuri Yasmirakov  122/M/Everywhere but nowhere
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