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Jan 2011
Knives twist
   and turn --
in someone else's
nightmare,
lost in lust
and vain deception --
it is not our dream,
   our wilderness,
of love and darkness...
They will die,
   --dust to dust --
and never know
we held eternity
in our bare hands.
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