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Aug 2013
That was the the strangest of days
Like an atheist finding god in a dream
Then waking to find he's not there
I simply was not looking
I didn't go out to seek
I can't imagine the things you would say
A future clouded in maybe
Now that is today
Tomorrow unwritten
Sleep now
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
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