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Dec 2015
In her eyes I could see the sun setting.
And every time her brow rises, so does the sun.
She was like another galaxy,
From her lips the stars hung.
Something beautiful and fanatical.
She was a star in my eyes.
Poetictunes
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Poetictunes  20/F/New York
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