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Mar 2013
I have seen the sun rise on the horizon
the same sun I've seen rise on in your eyes again
Spelling demise for that common friend
Goodbye loneliness, hello warming trend,
Your golden gazers shine a light to see
Illuminating the jungle that's alive in me
And I bloom...
Awaiting their cartography.
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