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Feb 2011
I am cold,
The very incarnation,
Of emptiness,
Hail Mary
His corpse,
Consumes me,
Our Father
The rosewood,
Holding him,
Withing the herse,
Hail Mary
Who are we,
Without him
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.       10.02.2011
Isobel G
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Isobel G  25/F/Australia
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