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Oct 2015
I saw you,
a spark ignited within my heart.
I heard you speak,
and a flame began to grow inside me.
You touched my hand,
my body was engulfed in beautiful fireworks.

You left.
Now the dead scent of gunpowder
lingers in the air.
oakley
Written by
oakley  Kandern, Germany
(Kandern, Germany)   
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