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Mar 2014
Whatever she saw, she looked at with light,
Struggling to understand she never left without a fight;
"I must know", she argued, an obsession she possessed.
But little did she know, sometimes mystery is for the best.
Written by
KKM  Toronto.
   Jim Musics and Emily Tyler
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