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Jun 2013
Slowly it drifts past me
driven by steady, determined steps
this blue scarf
seemingly floating, on her shoulders
as if unnafected by the laws of nature
this blue scarf
suddenly ripping me out of my ordinary world
and into this dreamlike void where all time stops
like a bright beacon of light
this blue scarf
it guides me, and comforts me
this blue scraf
on her shoulders
Written by
Jonathan Dyhre
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