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Jul 2015
I wish I was well-versed,
in the sacred art of fading,
it really sounds quite beautiful.

From what I can gather,
fading allows you to be in 'love' one day,
and empty the next -
void of any emotions towards the once golden girl,
whose light is now a meagre amber; yellowing fast.
I just want to understand
Autumn Shayse
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Autumn Shayse  England
(England)   
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