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Oct 2014
Dead stars always shine the brightest
Yet I fear I am being misguided
Which path do I take?
I’m lost in these woods of
Dark puzzling questions  
What’s the right answer?
When will it all be clear?
I used to be an old soul
Where did my old ways go?
What is my purpose here?
Blink
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Blink  22/F/Phoenix
(22/F/Phoenix)   
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