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  1. Without a Trace

From the album Sacred Lines

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My neighbour, Mrs. Pratt, had lived in her cottage for over 45 years. She was now in her eighties, her land had been eroded by the elements, and her home was hanging over a cliff. She ached to stay, but the powers that be thought it too dangerous, and in the stroke a pen, her life, her home, her experiences and memories of this place were rendered a statistic. Mrs. Pratt was relocated, and the beautiful sunsets which once filled her most joyous moments, now fall on barren ground.