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Mar 2013
Tomorrow's light may come too late
The night, too long,
before the dawn breaks

As warm tears, swollen with pain
Trickle silently down her cheeks
A fragile beauty sleeps
Lucent in Tenebris
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Lucent in Tenebris  In waiting
(In waiting)   
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   Michael Pick
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