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Apr 2015
The stars all hold there own story.
This stupendous sky, that can mix with ordinary colors to make something
extraordinary, it’s so striking.
Who knew colors and shining objects could be so touching?
It clutches my heart,Looking at the sky it’s like my heart is departing from me and I can’t breath.
And all I can do is fix my eyes upward.
Nearby a light a shimmering light is passing me by, It’s a shooting star. I beam, it’s blazing.
Sometimes, just looking heavenward lifts my spirits up.
And it’s like the heavens are taking my hopelessness, fear and despair in the air far away, and I just stare.
And in that moment it feels as if my soul is electrified, that passion and warmth just falls on me.
I know it’s hard to understand but the sky does that to me.
Then in that majestic moment I close my heavy eyelids and dream.
And fall into the uncharted twilight.
Reverie  Dawson
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Reverie Dawson
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   Modern Serenity
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