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Sep 2010
Plastic Saint,
        Alone without love in the sea of his heart
Waves and ****** with delusions of rain in the night sun,
        Times and ticks away through skys vast soul,
The end has taken control,
        Where only Dreams know of his memories lost and paid in times toll.
Mark Nealy
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