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Jul 18
I
Like to
Think, it's permanently
Gone.

Suddenly around the bend,  
Darkness
Doth
Decend.

So alone
In the vacuum of space,
If I dissappear,
Would there be
A
Trace?
There's got to be a yin to the yang.
Nick Moore
Written by
Nick Moore  Cornwall
(Cornwall)   
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