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Sep 2014
The walls hum with insects,
With hands as cold as ice she grabs my neck,
Life force slowly ebbs,
Lights flicker like fire,
Warmth drained from the soul,
The ocean rushes closer...
Nathan Vienneau
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Nathan Vienneau  Calgary
(Calgary)   
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