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Jul 2016
When the sky is dark
I'll hold you tight and whisper I love you.
When the world sleeps, we're alive;
the only two in the world.

When the sky is bright,
the sun arises and the world awakes,
you'll be gone,
and I will have lost my light.
Old poetry
possibly
Written by
possibly  Canada
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