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An old Oak stands alone
As time goes by
Before.. a multitude of greens, descent the mountains
No more... no more...

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Journal Entry: Sat May 31, 2014, 6:07 AM
A bit of colour and happiness on the top of each of my future journals, hopefully many more.

Fantasy by LOVEMAYU from :iconlovemayu: which I may say, did a wonderful job. Please watch his gallery filled with beautiful ithems that can be free to use (don't forget to follow the simple rules of politness, faving, commenting and others that might exist when you use them)

This is going to be a work in progress journal, dedicated to the Collaborations and in some cases also gifts, done so far, between myself and some of my dearest friends.
Those who aren't mentioned so far, they will, if my memory doesn't fail me, except those that doesn't want to, due to privacy issues, which they know I respect and love them just the same.

I wish to thank all you sweeties just for being who you are! Heart 

In Alphabetical Order and date, hopeful not wrong!! :o (Eek) 

:happybounce:

WITH ATHINA: :iconchryssalis:
Lost - Won't I Ever Release Me Collaboration
                    Lost angel
                            with no God, no human things to hold on to
                    He cries not from what was Before
                    He cries out for Evermore
*K
MARCH
*Y
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No One Wins This Game - Collaboration
"Flawless this game comes to an end
without winners
we kept too long these edges of death,
blunt but sharp and deadly
hey we arrived here where
everything finally falls"...
*K
MARCH
*Y
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The Messengers - Windblown Collaboration
They have sent their messengers - immaculate crows
arriving from the deep cauldron of the Night
to test me, with this dark matter made of black stars
that consumes everything, every single piece
of what I used to call my own existence
I am drained, almost empty, soon... nothing to be
my wrecks drifting, sink into the void
on the shores of the constellation named dissolution
with its desperation satellites always returning
into these elliptic curves eclipsing
where my rings are - already a lapse in time
leaping for the Great Quest
The raven gods that are coming,
relentlessly… blackening my waters
called dearly once by tears of rain,
now merely floating, escaping from pain
thrown to the cliffs like poisoned wine
I see far beyond the background of things,
Aurora is mourning this bloody new sky
dooming the horizons for eternity
renaming tomorrow land
a chunk of time passing too fast for me,
I know the morning will never be
forgetting another slice of me
Why the messengers look so fa

Life is a Maze of Circles - With Eyes Closed Col.
The ink was leaking from my hands
dripping red on the paper, donating my blood away
writing tiny circles, there they were completing
... all my living
The time was drifting leaving grains of pale sands
telling me - There are no more stories, stop inventing fake reasons to play  
strange instruments that know nothing
... about your silent mourning
Closing my eyes I see beyond the strands
the weaving of little blue spiders showing me the silvery bay
no more lighthouses for lovers or moonlight serenades
... the cries are fading
Cutting the dark, there they are, the emerald islands
a white and diamond shoreline marking the way
and sea-birds flying over the skyline, greeting the day
... life is a maze of circles... anyway
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Of Time and Death... - Ghosts of Days Gone By Col.
Time stared at himself in the mirror of its own eternity
and sighed desperately
Death at moonlight carrying portions of his heart
little fragile capsules where the sands of immortality
were at drift... back and forward as sails lost with no wind
again and again... repeatedly, countlessly
embracing the irretrievable gift in her gelid hands
She looked so pale, so alone in the dark...
moving endlessly
If only... they could stop for a moment leave the responsibility
of being Time and Death and be more than mere objects of deniability
that feeling, screaming within... for once be free... to love
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Ondine - Undying Beauty Collaboration
The water was
almost still
in the stillness
of all other things
yet,
odd undulations
occurred
briefly
through its surface
silver reflections
that seemed to climb
over to the Moon...
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Wishing you are better. All the best my dear friend.

Roll Eyes

WITH BILLY: :iconhenakuo:

Who Holds the Moon? - Who Stole the Moon? Collab.
All the lights are dead, down and over
when you come running to take cover
underneath the iris of my eyes, under my skin
deeper and deeper, searching for the last fire within
Once this was my land, where I could lay my tired hand
now, there is nothing here to make me stand
no more quest or place
to rest and hide my face
No, there is you - a jewel inside
always moving like a tide
locked and closed on the edge of razor and reason
the witch is back to end the season
Who holds the moon for so long is old and cold
needs a new heart of stars to hold
must be alone and have a hole in its soul
crying loud to be whole
Always something close to nothing
I must have, to end the night and bring the light
a love so bright as yours might drain my pain
so please, come out and be the rain for me... again
*K
MARCH
*Y
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With no news for quite some time, Hope you're alright!

Nana, look what I have and you dont! 

WITH HOLLY: :iconmeflyingfree:

Face Time - Collaboration
**It began with a thought,
  a goddess vision,
  a mind holding desires of time and space
  grasping for the same gold that stars are made of
  dust glowing and matter floating
  a whisper across dark and light, almost a kiss
  a inner glance to death and life, almost a creation**
  *K
  MARCH
  *Y
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I Saw The Roses - Swelling Collaboration
I saw the roses
burning inside your eyes, wildly
with the aroma of desire, leaving its fragrance
a strange and irresistible potion, in the air
My heart stopped caring
with what my head was saying... anymore
pounding without reason... everywhere
the roses grow, in a show of your affection
This time I will promise to each petal that you wear
I will, gladly, trade all of them for imprints of your radiant lips
warm kisses on my skin, tattoos of love
bringers of the sweetest sin
I will unfold every one of your roses, to it's core,
leave you bare, to cover you with my arms, my unwritten songs
counting each note - as if it was the last sunset
and each morning at your side - a forever thing
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Snow Dragon - Collaboration
Seems the faeries passed here this night
suspending white dreams... so bright
jewels in beams of light
the moon floats still in the sky
kissing the sun first shine
The wind is yet not cold, just a soft blow
kind to the creatures that play bellow
where I should grow as other crystals in the flow
leaving this nested bow, flying slow
I am a dragon made of snow
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Anticipating Free Falling Collaboration
Combined with the ground, in perfect camouflage
wet mirrors, remain, ordered by the skies
lying flat with the long evening shadows  
through which melodies are shifted
vibrating as cello's arcs
quivering in the breeze
waiting the southern pale wind
Colourful sounds in the water transparency
break through the liquid clouds as sails at dawn
anticipating the dew free falling
something close to what it might yet be before it's rain
before these jewels disappear
into promises of ponds
where leaves admire their gone reflection
*K
MARCH
*Y
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A HUDGE :hug: for you, your brother and the rest of the family. All the best!

:) (Smile)

WITH
: LUIS :iconluisbc:

The Black Bird - O Passaro Negro                                                   
The black bird came ravishing the sky
through clouds he went, gathering small tears of rain
Original: * O Pássaro Negro *
O pássaro negro veio, deslumbrante no céu
através das nuvens ele foi, reunindo pequenas lágrimas de chuva
*K
MARCH
*Y
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© copyright de KAY MARCH - Todos os Direitos Reservados.
The Waiting Raven                                                     
  The raven watched in silence,
  waiting
  in silence like the desolated dead tree beneath him
  in quietude like all things should
  waiting
  for his brothers
  waiting
  for the calling of the wild moon
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Bird Talking             
 It started
 with just two birds
 longing for something yet intangible… dreamed
 leaving little footsteps as if they were words
 on the sands of paradise lost, enamelled as paper
 footprints weightless, ageless
 beyond their winged abilities
 becoming language... poetry
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Sweating a little... 

WITH MARIA BELO: :iconmariabeloart:

Forever Beauty - Mrs. Moffet Collaboration
The tide of time recedes and leaves
a bittersweet taste on my gentle lips
of your goodbye kiss of bliss and sorrow
that death, closely keeps
darkness is filling everything
in the nothingness of the night, I have no more light
even memories of what I used to be are dissolving
my past, my present, my future... blurring
surrounding my veins, closing me in this molding
The many-hued honeymoon painting is fading
also broken by your hands, lusting for the opal on my wedding ring
yet… the ghosts  you have  forgotten in your life
returns with the grass fields and seeds every Spring
awakening me from my sleep,
sweet was my name pronounced by the wind
I still hold my black-rose and my lace dress wing
the sand clock disappears,
frozen in contained tears
I have  cried alone on for so many years
- comeback, please release me
from the cracks in these walls
where you’ve been hidden your sins
spiders crawls, myriads of roses they weave
they move in my company, vengeance lullabies,
whisper
The Event - Dear Claudia Collaboration
Time... was a crimson question,
a strange twilight tide of desire and desecration
as time... outside... opened the Night
this counting became the only matter
as time... inside... closed the Light
one thing... one only thing was sacred, an Holy-matter
all eyes were upon the Universe, waiting
the Event no one had ever seen except the First Creature
- when day could not be called Day
neither night could be named as Dark
later – I have understood, the importance it had on my "existence"
it was always been the issue
certain as the violent sin
that left its mark on this violet tissue
seconds, fractions of life passed by me
pain was the first sensation, and then only emptiness
confusion with the rain, on my face, lifeless
within I was nothingness with anger and hunger
as my memories returned
I wished... that they had not
I prayed... to whom, would cared
I remembered... something - I said
I remembered... everything - I cried
my flesh ripped by teeth-fangs
thrown apart, a doll...  broken


Away for a while, hope you're OK. Um grande xi-coração para ti e família.

:D (Big Grin) 

WITH MARYAMAHADH: :iconseventhfairy:

Hidden and Revealed - Hidden Beauty Collaboration
The hourglass peals through the Circle mazes
echoes into the quiet wilderness
creating ripples within its silky heart
the call of the night stars drifting in the dimness
is made across the rifts and shafts swaying off
breaking the boundaries between Elementals
and so it begins the renewal
... the gathering of old and new greens
The whispers of the ages
shifting the seasons tissues
once the grove was a cold lily of whiteness
where the evergreen was sleeping
dreaming with bees and bears kissing flowers
fairies poets, fearful and wonderful creatures
dressed in cloaks of leaves and feathers
ripened by legends of countless shades of greens
Coming out from their secret hidden places
bewitched by the soft light of fireflies
the awakening of Spring is revealed
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Away for a while, hope you're OK, dear. All the very best for you and family.

=P (Razz)

With MONICA:
:iconmoonik9:

The Forest Mistress - Collaboration
***the day ends and night begins
it's an enamelled moment, charmed
when all things seems strangely dormant
she's standing in the middle
between a cloudy sky and a serene lake
The Forest Mistress
dressed in blues and lifeforce
gathering powers from within trees, stones and waters
dimensional mirror ethereal and earthly***
*K
MARCH
*Y
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The Gate Of Our Soul - Collaboration
***when all temples succumb, the last fall of time
its ancient stone guardians will host an old-new glory, hands and eyes searching for paradise lost... stilled forever till they're just dust as well...
but souls delighted will rejoice the path of light, without walls, doors or windows...
after the drought, and the steps of Men are gone,
the sky will shine, remaining to welcome the free daughter of the gods... Gaia***
My Kind Of Heaven - Collaboration
***I saw a mirror that seemed like a lake, a dimensional passage
I can cross over, there... a jump into and another land... stone by stone
I can secure magic in my hand and see past and future with a glance
But when I return, the green doesn't seem real,
And the sky is different than it used to be...
This is not me... is it?!
I wish to live there, in Sangri-La... (not here... not here)***
*K
MARCH
*Y
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A big hug and good wishes!

Love

With OLGA: :iconsineluce:

Reddish Maiden - Last Day of Summer Collaboration
She wished gently
the reddish maiden
but all wishes were already
been taken
She wished quietly
the reddish maiden
but all wishes were already
been darken
She whispered tenderly
the reddish maiden
to the dandelions that lightly
flew
She whispered softly
the reddish maiden
to the mists of morning risen warmly
           for something new
She wished and whispered
the reddish maiden
the return of spring with ambling
              crowns of golden
now in time so brown and olden
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Rebirth - Collaboration
See...  this is my domain, my reign
where death holds no path
I remember... how tall I was once,
how I sounded in the clearance of silence
how many, strong interlaced branches I carried
they all touched the tissue of the sky
all danced their celestial lullaby
rich coloured leaves, were my most precious, treasures
I smiled in the sun and in the wind and rain I balanced
I fell into someone else's gain... this is my only complain
they entered the sacred woods cutting deep into my skin and heart
still life insists... reaches for... my bleeding soul
seeds pierce the surface of the uncommon soil
vines starts weaving their chances with my remains
growing in the morning I rise with these fern and mosses
blessing clovers, and molding lichens are my healing
See... this is my domain, my reign
where death holds no path
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Birch Trees - Pulse Collaboration
These trees fascinate me in a way unlike any other,
is not just the foliage that attracts me, but their trunks,
departing the land as chapiters of a quiet temple out to meet the sky,
or a dwelling adorned with white silver, along the streams,
maintaining their secret ties with the waterways and the wild vines.
They seem so lonely... so melancholic and desolate in Winter,
then Spring comes and they dress in lush new greens,
achieving the clouds as if to peek over the horizon
and travel like the birds that come from afar,
to perch on their strong branches
and chant incantations, as they weave their nests,
how they dance in the breeze with their leaves throughout the Summer
lounging and shimmering in the sun ..
Autumn paints them with golden deafening dusks,
and they go, falling softly or cascading, loving the wind
again, its branches stay bare harshly, unprotected
but for poets they are eternal legends
Sleeping Beauties dreaming in a long Winter
*K
MARCH
*Y
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The Portrait of Jane Roe - Collaboration
I will arise with my red hair
as the feathers of the mythical bird of fire
I turn out the old flames only to find a new burn
in my own extinguished ashes
I walk the pit of Hell, this unknown well,
strange companion of the damned
The fire walks with me, dies in me and lives in me
Four stages - four seasons
too many reasons dance with me... slow
dark coal, residues of dust from my lonesome heart
my melancholic shadow, never born, never to be loved...
not ever... certainly not forever
lifted off the floor by the sudden southern winds
as wizards heals my torn and broken amber rusty wings
Hell too, carries its fireflies, a black reddish light
appears in the skies, a twilight mist, welcoming the night
White, golden, orange, crimson, purple
finally silver, grey, sweet-bitter ending start
out-worn to darkness... above and beneath me
I can not care less if I am nameless
Someone drew my portrait and another wrote a poem about my undying life
*K
MARCH
*Y
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To thee...unknown... - Fake Collaboration
To thee...
unknown...
without a name
shifting in shape
adrift, swift, left back in shame
Was it yesterday or today?
I can not say...
nor do I want to...
the petal I let go away
a part of me... apart
Green, red... forever blue
once alive, now just blanked, white
drip... drip... every blood drops and leaves
close and far... fly to the sky
like tears gone by
Just returning
to my fingers, bringing
something
close to heart beating
could it be Spring?
*K
MARCH
*Y
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The Shift - Rotten Core Collaboration
The crimson rose that you gave me died painfully
... and soon after...
the love that lived within and wrapped in it
followed its fate... wounded... fatally
poisoned by deeds that can not be undone
I could not wear the scarlet tissue anymore,
and bear its sight, the meaning of it
as the rose was... once... more than
a mere... rose
since the moment you offered it... to me
the rose was part of my heart and
my heart breathed through the rose
the rose was - the love... the rose was – you
The horizon cried, dripping the rest of me away,
with an odd somber diluting in the darkness
a chrysalis is weaved relentlessly as my veil of madness
the new apocalyptic helix in my blood attracts the fly
that I will wear as the jewel of my transmutation
she will love the rose locked in the cradle of lost thoughts
as the rose will shine in splendor with its new amulet
perhaps this is what happens to promises
perhaps this is what happens to roses
nothing stays the same... not even roses
 
once...


Twisted... twisted, I am - Trees (1) Collaboration
Twisted... twisted...
the wind sings between my branches
Twisted... twisted...
the rain says against my skin
Twisted... twisted...
the sun paints my leaves with colours
So simple is my nature
as the wind passes and harps through my branches
Crystalline and bright... I am
as the rain rides and gives me the stars to wear
Even when twilight starts to fall, I feel their call
as the sun lasts on my dress of leaves and casts rainbows into the forest
Twisted... twisted...
I am
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Holding - Hold Your Precious (2) Collaboration
The shape-shifter comes with his tiny feet filled with drops of rain
its deer mask shakes again,
calling the wild like a timeless fae child
every time he makes a sound, claiming loud
honey-birds fly swirling in flocks due south
leaving his mouth
my branches with nests and joy they caress
giving me their amber sweetness
chiseling my wooden leaves onto winged hands
for what, no one understands
the one I love is not a Dryad or a tree
he is the son of the Harvest Full Moon that shines just for me
despite my roots and branches, he also changes
the craters of the Moon and soon
he will rearrange the star constellations
into demi-light pavilions
almost holding... almost touching
- he is no good for you - though some may say
almost touching... almost holding
all I care is this night is bright as day
and some kind of precious treasures
I will be... almost reaching
Twisted… twisted...
is who I am!!
*K
MARCH
*Y
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To Be of Not To Be...Twisted - Twisted Love Collab
Twisted... twisted, I am - Part I
Twisted... twisted...
the wind sings between my branches
Twisted... twisted...
the rain says against my skin
Twisted... twisted...
the sun paints my leaves with colours
So simple is my nature
as the wind passes and harps through my branches
Crystalline and bright... I am
as the rain rides and gives me the stars to wear
Even when twilight starts to fall, I feel their call
as the sun lasts on my dress of leaves and casts rainbows into the forest
Twisted... twisted...
I am
**
Holding - Part II
the shape-shifter comes with his tiny feet filled with drops of rain
its deer mask shakes again,
calling the wild like a timeless fae child
every time he makes a sound, claiming loud
honey-birds fly swirling in flocks due south
leaving his mouth
my branches with nests and joy they caress
giving me their amber sweetness
chiseling my wooden leaves onto winged hands
for what, no one understands
the one I love is not a Dryad or a tree
he is the son of the Harvest Full M

and still waiting for more... big, big hug.

I am a dummy!

WITH RON: :iconmontalto69:

Last Dance Collaboration
Four of the Hawk tail feathers were scattered to the Four Winds
to ask of the delay of the Buffalo
and after many circles of the Sun and the Moon
Word came from the Tribes of the Northern Lands
they speak of dark prophecies almost forgotten
heard again through the lips of the White Buffalo Woman
She appeared to the Shamans and to the Elders in visions
with no comfort but with signs of warning for the Peoples
She showed them White Shadows walking across the Great Plains
threats as spider webs fire in their hands
and our reflection on the Serpent River as Ghosts
the dreams catchers echo with tears of sorrow and screams
and say this might be our… Last Dance
With the first star of the morning the Buffalo herd came
and our hunters made the run at their side
arrows and bows, hearts filled with joy and gratefulness
Our sisters made arrangements for their arrival
with songs on their mouths and quickness on their feet
all of us in the right movement of things
it was this way since the be

With always an admiration for art and inspiration. All the best dear poet friend.

Nod
WITH MADELEINE :iconsaperlipop:

So Red... The Rose - Woman With Roses Collab.
One day,
the words I have sent you
will disappear
eaten by the grasshopper
that now passes...
If not by this one
perhaps by another.
His hunger will devastate
every page of my life
every drop of my memory,
leveled by chance or fate,
every tear and each smile
taken to face oblivion
even the remembrance of you.
I have kept you hidden from others,
as if you were, somehow, forbidden
like the lines of this pagan poetry
so deeply and greedily revered
within the layers of myself
secretly guarded under my thorns.
Yet,
the grasshopper, stops
as if by accident he has learned
to read between clovers and leaves
as if he understands
the ink beneath my sleeves
that slowly floods the earth.
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Who loves roses as much as me!

I think I've fainted.  for so many things that I can't just put in one paper my very best for dear

Darius my old friend :icondariuspick:
The Best Dragon ever David :icondragonschest:
dearest
Flying Eagle Flo :iconfloriaiglenoir: The Sweet Soul Gabriela :iconthedarkenedbride:
For the love of Violets and Poetry Gudrun :icongudrun355:

Dear Jessica
:icondragon-fly-to-me: Sweet Ghost-Owl Jewel :iconnocturnejewel:
Katie :iconflowerscribbles32: :icontinyowl24: Good and Dear Friend Mark :iconscribblingnooly: 
The Magical Patricia :icontricias:   ...Hummm
Bird Talk Rabia :iconsparia:
Miss you Saida :iconmrs-freestar-bul:

One of the Greatest Hearts Ever Selina :iconsesam-is-open:
Defying Poet Tristan :icontristancody:

:iconaireansa: :iconCressalia242: :iconDarkRiderDLMC: for the all ones I may forgotten to mention you're loved and missed.

Well I think it's done, so if you see anything you like to correct let me know.

Spring elixir by KmyGraphicby the wonderful artist :iconkmygraphic:    Bouquet by KmyGraphic










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I really appreciate you faving my poems Contemplating My Place in Your Heart and A Dream Sequence! Much love!
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thankies for the fave :3
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You're so very welcome, always!Happy Days by KmyGraphic  
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My-Colorful-Tears Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2014  New member Hobbyist General Artist
Hey I'm sorta new here and it'd be really nice if you could check out my poetry! Thanks! :3
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seaboundstars Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2014  New member Hobbyist Writer
:hug:
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Kay-March Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2014
You're welcome, always!
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seaboundstars Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2014  New member Hobbyist Writer
Thank you. <3
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