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BlackLike a flower, my love for you grows. / It blossoms into something beautiful, / Only to wither away in the Autumn twilight.

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Feb 12, 2010

SightAs the moon shines I see nothing, / No lights, no people, only darkness. / I wonder if I have become blind,

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May 24, 2010

ThankfulWith every star in the Night’s sky, / I need only wish upon one. / With every passing minute,

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Feb 14, 2010

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