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Oct 2015
it starts to grow cold
night unwraps stars
and amber moons,
the stream sings
with its silver-throated joys
and dreams of the skies
with their beautiful
dark
sorrows.
beth fwoah dream boleyn
Written by
beth fwoah dream boleyn  England
(England)   
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