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You are strings of pearls that cross thresholds between worlds Little beads of ecstasy threaded through debris You’re a smile in the morning when the sun is fresh and bright You are scratches in the dark when the day has turned to night

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graveyardtremors

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graveyardtremors

Published: May 24, 2015
LinesWords: 443

Tags: #day #night #pearls #scratches

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