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I find myself drawn to the dim magnetism of the fading stars, the ones who try to hide their glow, the ones who hate their dark pale -- I want to show them how bright they are, I want to tell them they guide me when I'm lost in my own dark evening, I want to prove that you can't see the beauty of a castle if you're looking out its window.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 11:23 PM UTC
The Blind Spot
I find myself drawn to the dim magnetism of the fading stars, the ones who try to hide their glow, the ones who hate their dark pale -- I want to show them how bright they are, I want to tell them they guide me when I'm lost in my own dark evening, I want to prove that you can't see the beauty of a castle if you're looking out its window.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 11:23 PM UTC
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