A broken record of an Unforgotten past
Woke up, the sun was shinning,
The sky........blue.
I saw my best friend's picture,
Happiness settled in
then died just as quickly as he did in that crash,
Drunk driver........,
I was the one driving drunk.
Deppresion began to settle in
like sleep in the night.
I walked past the news-stand,
saw a paper. front page read in bold,
'LAURA COLEMAN DEAD! ! ! ' cause of death, suicide,
Memories flashed before my eyes, thoughts flooded my mind
how we tortured this girl at Holmwood High
mocked her, jeered her, laughed her to scorn
and now she lay dead, a peice of my handiwork.
Her big blue eyes that used to plead with me in the past
now began to haunt.
'Want a hot date', a voice then said,
I turned around and saw a junkie whore
face grotesque, body frail, eyes desperate,
She looked at my face and ran..........
Confused I walked a bit
Then it hit me. BAM!
This was Leonette, high school valedictorian,
The Christian girl we batteried the night of graduation.
The horrors of my past began to rush in,
of people I had hurt, of hopeful lives i had ruined,
I was in mental pain
Screaming!
Tortured! !
Chaos engulfed me like a flame.
I started falling back into my mind,
Hating the memories being forced to the surface,
The darknes swallowing me.... safe.
I followed the light, the pain subsiding.
But, not so someone decided,
The light I saw....changed.
Woke up the sun was shinning,
The sky.......... blue.
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1 John 2: 8
At the back of her mind...was a man.
Somewhere in the roads she walked before.
Those dark roads of her life-
she paused and turned back.
There was no one there...
darkness covered the path.
Is his shadows hiding over the face of the night?
Or perhaps he was gone as was the light;
I wonder...how she must have felt
that the man she lived for
is now a memory she doesn't want to remember.
Had she wept? I know not.
Perhaps... or perhaps not.
For when I saw her stepping out of darkness,
I saw the smile in her eyes.
I'm certain it was joy that was written on her face
thinking she will never walk those roads again.
I looked away from her brown eyes and said to myself:
I'll never walk those roads again...
The darkness is past, the true light now shineth
and the past is gone.
At the back of my mind there is this MAN -
and I know Him.
I'll walk the roads He walked
for I know in them I'll find my way back home.
12January2011
Batac
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Veiled
You do not see me, not really.
You walk past me, like I am a ghost.
No second thoughts for me,
No intrigued: who is she? What's her story?
It's like I am not here.
I don't mind, not really.
I am a normal girl, blond hair,
Blue eyes -ice blue, cold blue.
Regular girl, nothing strange...
Scandinavian, plain dressed.
Just your ordinary student;
Not too smart, not too neat.
Yet I am veiled, but not in black,
My veil is the kind you cannot see.
Every inch; covered, hidden,
Within this veil no one forced me to wear.
It's my protection, my final escape.
It's my protection, my hiding place.
All you get to see are:
My eyes, my glaciers of pain.
And they will tell you: I am hurt.
But there's no way through my veil;
Because you do not see me, not really...
poem by Anne Harkonen
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Tragedy at Graduation
A girl who is seventeen,
A girl who is Rory Gilmore,
A girl that walks with confidence,
A girl who always leaves the door open to endless possibility.
As enemies in high school,
Hatred ran through the veins of Jordyn Parker for me,
Jordyn and I both wanted to be lawyers,
I was accepted into Yale University, while Jordyn was not.
Chilton High School was the beginning of a tragic ending,
Only two valedictorians in the school,
I was one, Jordyn was the other,
The other chose to make herself absent.
A palace like structure was the place of Jordyn's disappearance,
All the lights were off in the building except for the auditorium,
The last time Jordyn was seen was at around 5: 00 p.m.,
The schedule was to begin at 7: 00 p.m.
Shock engulfed me leaving me helpless,
My heart began to beat faster and faster,
A silhouette could be seen in a room,
As I began to walk towards the room it too moved.
Graduation consumed my mind,
Graduation had consumed my mind for the past twelve years,
Where was she,
How could she not afford to not represent herself?
Jordyn passed away at 6: 55 p.m.,
All she needed was some direction,
Jealousy was the outline behind the sheet of actions,
In a letter she stated, 'the world is looking out for you.'
Tragedy at Graduation.
poem by Gwendolyn Miller
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We Walked Together In The Night
We walked together in the night
Hand in hand, intertwined
It was like a magical dream
I just couldn't believe
We walked together in the night
My heart raced on as if I might die
You calmed me down and told me everything would be alright
We walked together in the night
Just you and I
You held my hand, you held me close
You protected me, and kept me safe
We walked together in the night
That night was the best time of my life
Time I spent with you
We walked together in the night
We're just best friends....
But does this date mean anything?
We walked together in the night
We laughed, We played
We were nervous, We were afraid
What might happen after this night?
We walked together in the night
You took me out to the movies
You took me back to my house
Everything was perfect then
Until I ruined it...
I walked away with tears in my eyes.....I ruined it
I walked back home alone that night...because we weren't ready to date just yet
poem by Starrbox Munoz
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I stared into death eyes
i woke up this morning and
i stared into Death eyes.
Death was amazing
he was wearing his black hoodie
and his skeleton bones were red.
Death held up a picture of you
and a picture of me.
i stared into Death eyes.
Death stuck the pictures together
and made them become one.
oh, how i stared into Death eyes.
Death did something to me
he stuck his hand out
i grabbed it and we took a walk.
it was a walk in the park
and then i seen you and there was me
we were married, you wonder how i know,
because i had the prettiest rock on my finger.
we were sitting on a bench
watching 3 little kids
playing on the playground
but then i look closely.
the little girl had eyes like mine
the complextion like mine and ears like you
the boys were twins and they looked exactly like you.
then i thought about it
those are our kids
then i stared into Death eyes.
i ask Death is this reality
Death stops me from breathing
and say suicide is not the answer.
i began to feel wozzy
as if Death was taking all my sins
and all my pain away and repeats
his self 3 times.
suicide is not the answer
suicide is not the answer
suicide is not the answer
and then i wake up
realizing that it was just a dream
a dream indeed.
now i know what it feels like
to stare into the eyes of Death.
now i know that my time wasnt
supposed to end back then,
my time ends with you.
-La'Veranique
*aka* dat girl nickey
poem by Nickey Mason
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Pearls Of Soul
In the still of the night,
My mind was so confused and sad,
I closed my eyes and start to cry,
When you were hurting me with hard words.
In front of my eyes memories open up,
Beautiful memories that we lived once,
I asked myself why this nightmare happend,
What we have done with our love?
Our love suppose to be our vow,
To respect and share till the end of time,
You should see the love i have for you,
You should have faith in me like i have in you.
Tears are running down my cheeks,
Digging my skin, burning my face,
Small pearls of soul rolling, shinning,
Merging together to my chin.
You have to look into my eyes,
And see the blue torment flow,
Don't let it waste these pearls of soul,
Don't let my tears waste in vain.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Daddy's Lil Girl No More
look at me and tell me who you see
is it the girl i am
or the girl i used to be
you say i'm still your lil girl
well can't you see
i'm no longer her
i havent been
and can never be again
the girl i once was
she disappeared
faded away at such a young age
the lil girl she was
it all ended so soon
forcing her to grow up
faster than she should have
can't you see
the lil girl i used to be
she died the night this never ending war began
the war of a daughter and a father
you started this all
when i was just a lil girl
you cannot see her anymore
but here you are
still believing i'm the same
daddy's lil girl
you cannot see the pain you caused
the tears you made shed
you cannot see your lil girl
fore she is dead
you left me as this girl i am now
hurt and scared
rough around the edge
now look at me and tell me who you see
is it the girl i am
or the one i used to be
poem by Heather Huff
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Electron Blue
You're on your ear, the ocean's near
The light has started to fade
Your high is timed, you found the climb
It's hard to focus on more than what's in front of you
Electron Blue
Adventure rings with a page and
When it dawns on you,
It singes blue
Your buzz beginning to wane.
Adventure has laid its claim on you
It's all you want to do.
You
You know where to run
You run Electron Blue.
And who am I?
I'm just a guy
I've got a story like everyone
But in your eyes
You looked surprised
And didn't know where to run
I looked to her
She's found the cure
Her future's already begun
Tomorrow's gaining speed on you
It's all you want to do
You
You know where to run
You run Electron Blue
You
You know where to run
You run electron blue
So bide your time
You'll feel the climb
Your high it builds like a lightning storm
It sings like pearls
You know that girl
And no one is any the wiser
So as if on cue.....
Electron Blue
Tomorrow's gaining speed on you
It's all you want to do
You
You know where to run
You run, Electron Blue
You
You know where to run
You run, Electron Blue
You
You know where to run
You run, Electron Blue
song performed by by REM
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Barren Land
As I walked upon a barren land
I saw pain and destruction from man's hand
What once was alive, no longer did thrive
And what once had stood no longer did stand.
Everywhere that I looked, I saw only death
With no pain, or remorse, or even regret.
GOD must had surely forgotten this place
As all that I felt and saw was hate and waste
No birds were flying, and angels were crying
Faith and hope must of left here in a haste.
I looked and I thought, I tried to care
But I didn't, so I cursed, I did not say a prayer
I began to hear voices as I walked
They started out as whispers then they talked
Persons were nowhere, voices were everywhere
I was being asked to 'not forget' as I was stalked.
Forget what? I then thought to myself
Were the voices from heaven, or were they from hell.
I looked at my hands they were now covered with blood
The boots that I am wearing are now covered with mud
Then I tried to recall, any memories at all
Then they rush back to my mind like a ravenous flood.
I was a soldier, and I fought in a war that day
But I was dead, and I forgot, and to eternity I had lost my way.
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Write you
It was a dark morning full off misty frost
I couldn't see through and I couldn't find the fire I lost
I was far too proud to shout for help
and I was too much of a coward to say how I really felt
I wanted to be friends with them all
where were they when I started to fall
you were my friend and you didn't even call
I walked into the party you stood on either side of the hall
I was in between and my back was up against the wall
I stopped being me, I stopped staying true
I started hating me when I should have been hating you
the path I walked turned out to be the wrong choice
I began hiding the pain I once had in my voice
I began speaking like you
I was you cause I didnt want to fight you
I wanted to write me I didn't want to write you.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Stories Of Hope Series #9 A Drug Addicts Salvation
An educated man, yet he was a fool
He put drugs in his body and let it rule.
He started off slowly with just some pot
He enjoyed the high and would not stop.
He then decided to try cocaine
This was the turning point and what a shame
Everyone was talking about free basing and crack
Once he did that there was no turning back
He became the street poet - for all to see
The poetry he spoke, he spoke beautifully.
Words flowed thru his mind
Like a smooth river of rhyme.
He spoke of days of old when knights were bold
Of wars and loves of histories past
And he knew that this would not last.
His dabbing in drugs was destroying his life
He lost his friends, his family
His children and wife.
And as he stood on the corner that day
Across from him a church a bit away.
He walked over to it not knowing
What to expect, worse than this it could not get.
He walked inside and began to pray
“ help me LORD for I’ve gone astray
Put me on the path of light
Help me to make this wrong a right.
Give me the strength to stop all of this
For the things I had I truly miss.
His chest started to swell up inside
He fell to his knees and began to cry
He felt someone touch his head
And these words was simply said:
Help yourself and I will help you
Put faith and love in your heart
Is all you have to do.
He stopped his crying and turned around
No one was there to be found.
He committed himself to the hospital
That day, and from then on
He did not stray.
Now he preaches in a store front church
And with GOD sits high on a perch.
There is nothing that can bring him down
For CHRIST he has found.
HOPE IS THE KEY IT WILL SET YOU FREE
poem by Louis Rams
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The Blue And The Red
Red's my soul
Because of the pain
You let me on the blue road.
But this road was glowing.
Blue, blue like the roof
Of my house, like the tears
Which ran down your neck.
Red was your neck when
I touched the curve of your shoulder.
Red like your eyes after your tears.
But your eyes, before they carressed
My loving heart, your eyes were blue.
You drove in compact sreets of Red Hall.
Furtive memories. Blue furtive memories.
Feeling blues. You read in my thought.
Blue's my soul. Red your dress,
Walking on the village green.
Christian MERLE
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God Will Judge
I came upon a fork in the road
And I didn't know which path to take
Should I take the path most traveled upon
As that decision I just have to make.
So I ponder the decision for a while
Till an outcome came to my mind
I would take the one that was less traveled
And truthfully I still know not why.
I started my journey down that path
As down that road I began to walk
I then began to think the thoughts to myself
And also to myself I began to talk.
I came upon two men and a woman arguing
Screaming back and forth about hate and love
I bowed my head and then I walked away
And I said to them, one day GOD he will judge.
I walked down the road a little bit further
Then I noticed water upon the path
It formed a pond which became my mirror
Then I saw myself looking in, so I had to laugh.
I looked so sad and I look so confused
As at first I didn't think that it was me
But they say with age comes wisdom and sadness
So maybe that really was myself looking back at me.
I continued my journey down the path
Just seeing were it was going to take me next
Or will the road just end like how it began
So later in the day I might sit back and reflect.
I then came across some people stealing and fighting
While an innocent man was screaming that's enough
Then like cowards I saw them all just run away
Then I said to the innocent, one day GOD he will judge.
So I continued my journey down that path
Out of curiosity to see where It would take me then
But it took me back to that same fork in the road
My ending was also where my journey did begin.
Then suddenly I had awaken from that dream
My journey was really a dream that I just had
And was it a dream about my very own circle of life
Especially my pain and suffering and what made me sad.
So I sat up in my bed and started reflecting back
Into my soul which is full of sadness of love
I think the dream was telling me do not ever forget
And that also in time to all, GOD He will judge.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Rainy Day In June
I need some sunshine on my face
To help me dry my eyes
I need a blue sky over here
So I can clear my mind
Maybe your soft breath on my back
To make me feel at ease
Anything more than what I've got
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
Yesterday morning I woke up
On the wrong side of the bed
And on the right side laid a note
I knew what it said
Then the rain came, hasn't stopped
I don't know if it will
But I'll keep waiting with the hopeful heart
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
The thunder rolls, the lightning flashes
Every thought began with you
I see your face in every clouded paths
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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The House Of Dust: Part 02: 02: The Fulfilled Dream
More towers must yet be built—more towers destroyed—
Great rocks hoisted in air;
And he must seek his bread in high pale sunlight
With gulls about him, and clouds just over his eyes . . .
And so he did not mention his dream of falling
But drank his coffee in silence, and heard in his ears
That horrible whistle of wind, and felt his breath
Sucked out of him, and saw the tower flash by
And the small tree swell beneath him . . .
He patted his boy on the head, and kissed his wife,
Looked quickly around the room, to remember it,—
And so went out . . . For once, he forgot his pail.
Something had changed—but it was not the street—
The street was just the same—it was himself.
Puddles flashed in the sun. In the pawn-shop door
The same old black cat winked green amber eyes;
The butcher stood by his window tying his apron;
The same men walked beside him, smoking pipes,
Reading the morning paper . . .
He would not yield, he thought, and walk more slowly,
As if he knew for certain he walked to death:
But with his usual pace,—deliberate, firm,
Looking about him calmly, watching the world,
Taking his ease . . . Yet, when he thought again
Of the same dream, now dreamed three separate times,
Always the same, and heard that whistling wind,
And saw the windows flashing upward past him,—
He slowed his pace a little, and thought with horror
How monstrously that small tree thrust to meet him! . . .
He slowed his pace a little and remembered his wife.
Was forty, then, too old for work like this?
Why should it be? He'd never been afraid—
His eye was sure, his hand was steady . . .
But dreams had meanings.
He walked more slowly, and looked along the roofs,
All built by men, and saw the pale blue sky;
And suddenly he was dizzy with looking at it,
It seemed to whirl and swim,
It seemed the color of terror, of speed, of death . . .
He lowered his eyes to the stones, he walked more slowly;
His thoughts were blown and scattered like leaves;
He thought of the pail . . . Why, then, was it forgotten?
Because he would not need it?
Then, just as he was grouping his thoughts again
About that drug-store corner, under an arc-lamp,
Where first he met the girl whom he would marry,—
That blue-eyed innocent girl, in a soft blouse,—
He waved his hand for signal, and up he went
In the dusty chute that hugged the wall;
Above the tree; from girdered floor to floor;
Above the flattening roofs, until the sea
Lay wide and waved before him . . . And then he stepped
Giddily out, from that security,
To the red rib of iron against the sky,
And walked along it, feeling it sing and tremble;
And looking down one instant, saw the tree
Just as he dreamed it was; and looked away,
And up again, feeling his blood go wild.
He gave the signal; the long girder swung
Closer to him, dropped clanging into place,
Almost pushing him off. Pneumatic hammers
Began their madhouse clatter, the white-hot rivets
Were tossed from below and deftly caught in pails;
He signalled again, and wiped his mouth, and thought
A place so high in the air should be more quiet.
The tree, far down below, teased at his eyes,
Teased at the corners of them, until he looked,
And felt his body go suddenly small and light;
Felt his brain float off like a dwindling vapor;
And heard a whistle of wind, and saw a tree
Come plunging up to him, and thought to himself,
'By God—I'm done for now, the dream was right . . .'
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Tut-Ench-Amon (Tutankhamen)
Been and seen down flight from chicago
All aboard the African Queen
I am on a night boat down to cairo
Feeling like a tourist with a foreign man abroad
Tells it like he thinks it is, but I know he is fraud
There is a map tucked under his shoulder
and a cap perched on his head
If he looked any older, he might as well be dead
Dressed in army surplus the files around me swarm
On a mission without a purpose, I wish I'd never been born
By the light of a pale moon - Tutankhamen
Half past high noon - Tutankhamen
Put you in the picture - 1884
I'm up to date on the literature
but I have never been here before
There is a black boy on the corner trailing me behind
Stalking like a vulture money on his mind
In the shadow of the giant sphinx the archeological tale
Before the eastern sun sinks I'll be learning braille
By the light of a pale moon - Tutankhamen
Half past high noon - Tutankhamen
They are playing our tune - Tutankhamen
Half past high noon - Tutankhamen
By the light of a, light of a pale moon - Tutankhamen
Half past high noon - Tutankhamen
By the light of a pale moon - Tutankhamen
Half past high noon - Tutankhamen
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March Of The Gherkins
Its been sometime since the smile
Upon my face
Had a sneak preview in town
Its been a while since I gave chase
Its been sometime since the girl
>from round my way
Came and took me by the hand
Its been a long time since I came around
I can remember when i
Stood on my head
And walking straight across the ground
I still picture the laughing faces
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
I was told to grow up soon
Face my consequences
Being told it was high time
High time to come to my senses
Climbing up to the top floor
Stood the look of pleasure
Such a silly aged man
With an attic full of treasure
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
I remember when I was ten
Things were somewhat better then
Time went by so easily
Is this the way lifes supposed to be, but
Looking back I wonder why
It seems to pass so quickly by
Memories can make you cry
I close my eyes, my tears I try to hide
I was thinking about
Tammo land
Of all the funny places
I was thinking a short time ago
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
song performed by by Madness
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Disgustipated
And the angel of the lord came unto me. snatching me up from my place of slumber, and took me on
High, and higher still until we moved through the spaces betwixt the air itself. and he brought me into a
Vast farmland of our own midwest. and as we descended, cries of impending doom arose from the
Soil. one thousand, nay, a million voices full of fear. and terror possessed me then. and I begged:
angel of the lord, what are these tortured screams? and the angel said unto me: these are the cries
Of the carrots. the cries of the carrot. you see, reverend maynard, tomorrow is harvest day, and to
Them, it is the holocaust. and I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat with the tears of one million
Terrified brothers and roared: hear me now, I have seen the light. they have a consciousness! they
Have a life! they have a soul. damn you! let the rabbits wear glasses. save our brothers. can I get an
Amen. can I get a haleluia. thank you, jesus.
This is necessary.
Life feeds on life.
It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. you looked up at your sky. that made blue be your
Color. you had your knife there with you, too. when you stood up, there was goo all over your
Clothes. your hands were sticky. you wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green. oh,
Lord, why did everything have to keep changing like this. you were already getting nervous again. your
Head hurt, and it rang when you stood up. your head was amost empty. it always hurt you when you
Woke up like this. you crawled up out of your ditch, onto your gravel road, and you began to walk,
Waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. you could see the car parked far down the
Road, and you walked toward it. if God is our father, you thought, then satan must be our cousin. why
Didnt anyone else understand these important things. when you got to your car, you tried all the doors.
They were locked. it was a red car, and it was new. there was an expensive leather camera case
Laying on the seat. out across your field you could see two tiny people walking by your woods. you
Began to walk towards them. now red was your color. and of course, those little people out there
Were yours, too.
song performed by by Tool
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Never Forget
It's the dead of the night and she wakes up screaming
But her terror doesn't end when she's done dreaming
She re-closes her eyes and all she sees is your face
Bringing her back to that time and place
When you forced her way into her front door
Took all her possessions, still you wanted more
Grabbed her by the arms, forced her to the bed
You left her body but you'll never leave her head
Never forget, never walk away
Pain, regret, 'till her dying day
He was very young but he knew when to hide
He didn't recognize the smell of booze
But could see it in your eyes
He swore when he was older he'd get his revenge
But he never got the change cause you left when he was ten
Now he walks the streets with hatred in his eyes
A needle in his veins, a head so full of lies
All his wounds have healed, scars still mark the flesh
Drugs numb the pain but hell never forget
How do you sleep at night?
What gave you the right?
Destroying other peoples lives
Only their pain will survive
Never forget
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A Tremor in My Heart
I was talking with some friends
when you appeared out of the blue.
My voice failed in mid-sentence
at the first sight of you.
My heart raced and began thumping
I saw my dreams in your face,
and when you turned and looked at me
a tremor in my heart took place.
Your next glance brought with it a smile,
which immediately captured me.
My friends saw the effect you were having,
but you were all I could see.
I apologised for stopping in mid-sentence,
but I was completely mesmerised.
They jeered and laughed, and made fun of me,
but now I’m seeing love in your eyes.
poem by Orlando Belo
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