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May 2016
Her voice
Did not sound good
It sounded like music
And music was meant
To make your heart race
To make you forget things
While at the same time
Remind you of the past
And help you live in the future.

Her eyes
Were not beautiful
They were like the sunrise
and the sunsets
set on making you feel
a warm glow
and a shine at new beginnings
as well as beautiful endings.
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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