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Jan 2013
Perspective is a beautiful thing
you look at black and see blue
I look at the night and see stars
and when you hold me tight
I soar like a bird on wings
Learning to fly
On strength I get from you.
I grow in your embrace
When you show me support
For I know you will catch me
If I should fall
It's like you have always been
Waiting especially for me.
Mia
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Mia  F/Paris
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   DieingEmbers
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