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this silver solemn sweet surrender that passes by my opened eyes fades away as sweet lips render tales of enchanting lullabyes dreams light afar, but further still are visions of things to come of clouds and nymphs and water syphs and sounds of beating drums my body silent with heart afire the sunset's burning gaze that does instruct me to admire things much like a waking haze But dawn's bright shimmer does send the moon to its pale retreat While dreams themselves may never end the two should never meet Post a comment in response: |
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