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Aug 2014
You can't keep track of crazy, cause the reasons are unknown.

       Forces moving in directions the acute eye is not attune.

       It's not something tangible that you can keep in direct sunlight.

       Magnified so blindly. It's passes through the light.

       "Hello are you there?"

       Smiling, as we sleep together. Hold me close and keep me warm.

       "Don't put your hands on me!"

       "I'm here, it's Doom."

       Look, the sun is rising blazing the white moon.

       I didn't know crossing paths with you, would someday take me soon.
Rose Claire
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Rose Claire  Calgary
(Calgary)   
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     Rose Claire, Ariel Baptista and ---
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