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Aug 2016
Do you know that the stars above
hang on a single strand of imagination?

And with every idea that falls from
the minds of innocence brightens there glow.

When we wish upon a star hanging before our
eyes, its a star that only burns bright for your sight.

The stars hang on the imaginations of all that wish
to see beyond ourselves looking in to the night.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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