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Sep 2018
In my arms
I hold the sun

The one and only
you look up to in the mornings

I've disappeared
leaving you in a shadow

I hear it in my sleep
the distant drips and drops

I dream of an understanding

A universal language
between the stars and I

I hear it in my daydreams
eileen
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eileen
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