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Feb 2019
We where sails torn,
    never catching

each others gusts....


But still we tried to blow
                 life into something,

that wasn't moving anywhere.

And then we knew it was time
             to abandon ship..

Then we realised,
  
                    that we
  sailed better alone.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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     Pagan Paul
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