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• She, The Willow
  River's almost still Me, in its embrace Floating like a leaf Beneath the weeping willow Hanging down...
• The Baying Of My Hounds
  Beneath the mire where lays the golden absolution, The Gate stands open from beggining to the end of...
• Masks
  Masks of yesterday make me feel empty... I've no words to say How much pain I've felt! To think you ...

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