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Mar 2013
His body betrayed
        more
           than
              his
                 lips
                  ever could
        His words, never appearing
and they never would

His shoulders,
slumped
His eyes,
downcast

His mouth set in a hard, unfeeling grimace,
time
p      a      s      s      e      d

Dead.

Dead and gone.

**At last.
Old Blue
Written by
Old Blue  The Clouds
(The Clouds)   
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