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Feb 2010
You are my rising and my setting sun,
but also the moon shine of my night.
Without your love I am lost
Gripping the ground, hoping for direction.

You are my thorn but also my water.
An unquenched earth without you.
And when your love shows upon me,
The ground breaks forth with rich blood.
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