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She walks in the shade of the night,
the archways entwined with vines;
green and black. Her feet gently slaps
the cobblestones, ice cold beneath her soles.
Her mind wanders as she stares at the
moon before falling upon the calm
azure seat. Boats wade out in the water,
perhaps the people on-board are ride into
a new world.
How the winds howl.
How the birds coo.
How the stars shines.
How her dreams cry.
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 1:10 PM UTC
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She walks in the shade of the night,
the archways entwined with vines;
green and black. Her feet gently slaps
the cobblestones, ice cold beneath her soles.
Her mind wanders as she stares at the
moon before falling upon the calm
azure seat. Boats wade out in the water,
perhaps the people on-board are ride into
a new world.
How the winds howl.
How the birds coo.
How the stars shines.
How her dreams cry.
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Just letting my mind wander.
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