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Dec 2015
Just like the day I turned the corner,
And came face to face
With the majesty suspended from the sky;
The huge white paint brush strokes
Gleaming brighter than their metallic counterparts,

Just like how everyday these soft lines
Grow prettier as the sun shifts;
With their colors providing what land cannot give,
The serenity of an uncleaned palette
In the never ending sky,

This is how you take my breath away.
From A Heart
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From A Heart
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   Claudee, Rj and ryn
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