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May 2016
It is as if an angel
were sent
as she entered
the room,
with such grace
and sat in front of me.
Such beautiful
porcelain skin,
and with such warm
brown eyes.
And as the light
perfectly
bathed her hair,
making it gleam
a mixture of
golden and brown
rays.
She could manage
to somehow
keep me at peace
when all I have ever felt
lately
is emptiness.
Jaee Derbéssy
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Jaee Derbéssy  nowhere, yet everywhere.
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