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Jan 2011
i watched you die my love,
wither and fade,
as if you where merely smoke in a breeze,
and i was powerless to change,
so you blew away from me.
wondering if you where ever there at all,
a life, a lie, a roseless door
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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