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Apr 2014
That miraculous manifestation
who haunts your brain,
The tickling remainder
as you circle the drain-
Polish away to golden days:
where all is certain
in a wondrous way.
But now it's time,
the void is here
Freedom is close,
Be quick dear-
Relumer
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Relumer  Moon
(Moon)   
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   Lior Gavra
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