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Sep 2015
The sun and the moon dance and conspire,
withholding the secret of loves great desire,
condemned to look but never to touch,
chasing each other, each dawn and each dusk,
to watch all eternity and never to hold,
to think of their love but never to know.
smokesMbowls
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smokesMbowls  canada
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