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i screamed till the night is too afraid to appear...
fear of the dark?
the moon is forever on a night-shift..is it nocturnal?
questions a curious child might ask
Hot! i hate the sun's radiant and enchanting smile..
hottest time of the day B) jealousy much?..
Rejoice! You made it here before being interrupted by death..
every morning is worth celebrating, no matter how bad your day is gonna be.. :)
willows a humming
graceful flowers pirouetting
once again a preface
still vibrant; not grey
yet sun trembles at the winds
how indecisive
frail fallen maple leaves
feeds the wild fiery heat
indefinite rage
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