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Jan 2019
... that comes when i gaze
at the glimmering colors of dusk
that looming over me---i'm happy
with my own lengthening shadow on the ground
and the remnants of you
in the waning of the sun rays
i think of the exceptional ache that comes whenever i'm happy without you
Written by
der kuss
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   Perry
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