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Jan 2013
Tin Man
My drum is hollow; there is no beat.
Only the winds of change blow against it,
in bitter mockery of the lush resonance
it will never achieve.
Silent Zee
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Silent Zee  CT, U.S.A.
(CT, U.S.A.)   
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   Chuck
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