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Mar 2011
The day the Earth stood still.

Was when she met him.

Different as day and night,
But somehow meant to be,
He took her hand in his,
And the sun shined in her beautiful eyes.

The moon reflected his,
His cold, dreary world, brightened by hers.
Her dull world, splashed with the pale colors of him.

Different as
Night
And
Day
They met,
And worlds collided
When they decided
This is love.
Beautiful.
Golden,
And
Gray
All was well,
When the Day
Met the Night.
Hannah West
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