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Mar 2018
Obscurity is woven
           on our soles.
But when we
                    sleep,  
darkness's entombment
             enshrouds us all.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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     Keith Wilson and Melissa S
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