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by Ben Pickard
Demurely do the summers seem to pass -
Their ripples barely ever reach the shore...
I feel you starting to begin,
She is the melody
A gentle note sweet in sound...
by Mark Spencer
By Mark Spencer...
by Bradley Peter
When the glowing light leads you astray
And the evil begins to feel good...
You cage the moon in your veins
whenever it is that side of midnight...