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...am out of contact, yet every where the rose is I stand. It just a parlor trick, or is it a trick of the mind. looking into every library and map and still not moving. The best I hope for is a dim memberance of things to come and a wisp of things in the past. A head falling into a basket a Sword finding it way to a heart a slow breath of last gasp as i look upon a lover face a prayer of hope for ...
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