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Rise and Fall by Moonlight
Enter night-time, a perfect shadow A perfect bed sheet, this perfect nightfall The glowing streetlights Like a nightlight The glowing shepherd, the glowing shepherd Across this valley, footprints I he
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Lips to the Galaxy
Gray skies, the rain in my face, rushing out of those halls. You brushed my cheek, gentle, to let the last raindrop fall. I broke away with the softness of ...
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The Dying Tree: Lovers Regrowing
The Dying Tree: Lovers Regrowing Nothing can compare to nature; we retread this wooded route, when no art and no poetry, can account for the beauty around me. Even the ...
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The Black Cat
The Black Cat Nothing meant more to me than the black cat, hesitating at the roadside, watching the youth gambol, before the bonnets of moving cars. Were those lovers? Sleeping ...