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Feb 2018
Twinkle Twinkle little star,
I always wondered what you are.
Up above the sky so high,
A fume of gas up, far and wide.
That has no shape but a shinny light.

That's sometimes there or out of sight,
And brightens up the night so bright.
Who helps the moon and shares the night.
Twinkle Twinkle little star,
Now I know what you are.
Z
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Z  24/M/Enslaved abyss
(24/M/Enslaved abyss)   
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   Colin Makgill
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