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Jul 2014
The world is always darkest
When you lose your guiding light

The world is always coldest
When you lay alone at night

The world is always cruelist
When you wake from blissful sleep

To find the world you thought you knew
Was never yours to keep
Tryst
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Tryst  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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