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May 2013
The hallways our voices travel in are ancient,
I want to carve with water
and drip away with fire.
Beauty is nothing but you.
I'll whisper in the creatures
about all the big small things
that our eyes simply choose to see.

Where there is God there is rain.
In the skies
In the skies

Let's dive in
It's a wonder that we're here at all.
Darkin
Written by
Darkin  California
(California)   
616
   Lotus, Pen Lux and Lily Mae
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