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Jul 2014
A desert to which I am not a grain of sand
Following superficial advised commands
Lifeless bodies ubiquitously dreaming
While their faults are displaying the world over

Mumbling temporal orisons;
While giving nothing back
My thoughts, My dreams are not yielding to this torment
Nevertheless overlooked goes My null lament.
Kevyn
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Kevyn  The Moon
(The Moon)   
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