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Jan 2017
The scorching sun
Burns his every hope
Then the moon comes by
To soothe his soul

Because it pains her
To watch him ablaze
By every burning flame
That always comes his way

She is a willing silent companion
To his every woe
Even if she would fall apart
It is him she worries of most
Written by
archwolf-angel
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