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Jul 2014
Come to me my summer breeze and ease my gentle passing
The rains  have fallen hard like thunder bolts must have been lacking
Leave not yet another breath another pill not taken yet
Ive met the men in smoke and all they speak is of the raking
A blinding light
A shepperds night
And all thats left is linger
For i may be a million trillion things but i am none tonight
And now i  close my eyes and whos to say that we are stars to stars and sky to sky
I hear no lies for all is all but many
And each reality is made to pass by those in willing
So shut your eyes my dear sunrise and die into the darkness
Cause all that shines is ending like a world without beging
R Guildenstern
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R Guildenstern  Toronto
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