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May 2011
it's the setting sun
everything is returning,
becoming one
then nights come
and everything has changed

when was the last memorable moment you had
think real hard
mine is under the stars
I'm here, I'm here in the same place
but it is night
everything has changed

We push, for that moment
keep pushing till it feels real
and it spreads your spirit
(the soul)
a thick realization of a moment
when could this ever be
it is night, everything near
you need
has disappeared
it's free.
Christopher Blanck
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