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Apr 2017
In the night sky,
I see an ocean of stars.
From a distance,
I recognized a voice.
Every pouring hour
The world turns inside out
And crippling silence
begins to roar.
A nemesis has been born
The hope makes us rejoice
By the coming of the sunlight
We will bear our remorse.
First published on June 1, 2013 at 6:02 pm via kimmerific.tumblr.com
Raven Scherbatsky
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Raven Scherbatsky  28/F
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