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Mar 2013
I excel at
Making
--And then breaking--
Promises. 
If I lift my eyes heavenward
Searching for you,
My vision is obstructed 
By the stars
And so I know, 
I must close my eyes
And focus inwards, instead,
To find you.
Written by
Wanderer
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