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Oct 2020
The Cold breeze touching my arms, chest and legs
The Sun going down as I look at it relaxed
It shone so bright and gave warmth
But now I look and see the Star of the North
Meaning it will only be a moment before the moon
This dimmed light makes me swoon
Oh now a different light touches my skin
It brings unfamiliar emotions from within
AceLione
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AceLione  19/M
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