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Jun 2012
Take my hand and we will fly.
Above the trees.
Higher than the mountains.
Through the clouds.
Out of this world.
And into the stars.
Here we will gaze into the lights.
You pull me closer and we lean to kiss.
As our lips touch,
the stars explode just for us.
The colors paint the black sky,
like the color of our lips painted by love.
Take my hand
And fly with me.
Emelia Ruth
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Emelia Ruth
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