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Feb 2014
Panic stained all that I touched
Viral in some ways making it sick
Midas touched and gold followed
I touched and only pain
The destruction of worth
Nothing golden only deep darkness
Touch no more
Something I messed about with for weeks after the viewing Bergmans seventh seal
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
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