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High noon, a day Awash in gold, basking in sun and The leaves more golden t Than anything Midas ever touched. While mothers and children and dogs Chase each other in a park While lovers kiss and are kissed, She sits in the space Made empty by all the love around her.
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
The Darkest Hour
High noon, a day Awash in gold, basking in sun and The leaves more golden t Than anything Midas ever touched. While mothers and children and dogs Chase each other in a park While lovers kiss and are kissed, She sits in the space Made empty by all the love around her.
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bargained-soul
F/United States
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
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