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Jun 2014
Even when the rain it pours
Seven senses scream some more
Steven gets odd to form the chlor
and
Eden calls with bright decor

Remember the wine
Remember the roses
Remember the times
and
Remember the tree line
Because in the end our cause and plausible reasoning for being,
are nothing more than rain that pours and ruins our decor.
Black
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