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She's a portrait that comes to life Every night And we can't catch up. She's sheet of music that breathes And then leaves Stars flying behind us. She's a Polaroid that makes you yearn For a morn Shrouded in floral musk.

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nishat-firoj

United States

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Written by

nishat-firoj

United States

Published

Jul 16, 2015

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1m

Tags: #life

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