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 Jul 2014
Racquel Davis
One day I will die in the horizon,
And I will burst into the many colors of the changing Sun,
From that moment, when the night paints its dark blues,
With every sunset the Sky will cry my name,
And the Earth will cry “the same!”
And the wind will cry “the same!”
And the trees will cry “the same!”
And the world will cry “the same!”
And the world will cry the same

©Copyright 2007 Written and Edited by Racquel Davis

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