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Oct 2014
The moon is constant and so is the tide and I constantly wished you had stayed by my side but the moon only shines in the dead of night and it sometimes doesn't form the waves quite right and the sea's lost so many and the moon's saved so few and you were lost to me when I couldn't save you.
Natasha Amy France
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Natasha Amy France  JHB, South Africa
(JHB, South Africa)   
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