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Oct 2012
They're playing for high stakes
the debonair with a new coiffure
has spread her moment thin.
The surpassable  cat's eyes junctions
sped her dreams spiralling
But Heather's not for turning
Dappled with a moon lit high
topaz oreilly
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topaz oreilly  england
(england)   
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