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whispertotheair
Poems
Jul 2013
Unreachable
christmas lights in the walls even though it´s march,
the smell of incense,
always had candles lit up
it seemed magical.
Her own little world.
Her fanatsy.
Her escape from reality.
Her safe land.
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