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Aug 2018
The brilliant Sun above our heads
It lights you up in green and red
Flow with the water, with the air
You are so precious but not rare
In our hearts, in our skies,
In our oceans, in our eyes,
You are the one for which we yearn
But O! How bright your halo burns.
Written by
Ciel Noir
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