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On the night I flushed my head Herbs offered in moonlight's grace   - Surrendered self now posed like lead - I felt you kiss my silent face And hold my eyelids fast To save your eternal child So I could be a watchman Once more.
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC
Gratitude
On the night I flushed my head Herbs offered in moonlight's grace   - Surrendered self now posed like lead - I felt you kiss my silent face And hold my eyelids fast To save your eternal child So I could be a watchman Once more.
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC
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