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Apr 2017
An arrangement of seductive lights
Illuminating every one of our nights
A selection of your finest wine
But this time with no fine
Speaking nothing but words of love
Looking at the starts up above
I close my eyes and remember those nights
Looking up at the northern lights.
Does a true love really exist or do we just hope that it does ?
Written by
Shadowhollow  16/F/England
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