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Feb 2015
You know how to make me smile.
I know it's been a while...
But you have to know.
I see you in my dreams, in the pure white snow.
See how these words seem to flow.
Off your tongue
Through your lips
And into the air.
I promise I wont be hung
Or leave my skin with little rips.
When the world isn't fair.
Luna Elora
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Luna Elora
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     ---, beth fwoah dream and B
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