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I think I missed it Failed to hear the clarion call The notes that pierced the night sky calling everyone home “And now it’s cold,” You hear her words On the wind But even her voice Offers no warmth, For the moonlight Paints illusions That she’s yours But she never was.
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Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
Painted in moonlight
I think I missed it Failed to hear the clarion call The notes that pierced the night sky calling everyone home “And now it’s cold,” You hear her words On the wind But even her voice Offers no warmth, For the moonlight Paints illusions That she’s yours But she never was.
#loss#night
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ProfSilverFox
M/Colorado
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
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