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Apr 7
Shimmering silence
Blooms over the desolate horizon,
Beckoning my fragile soul.

As the sun begins to fade,
Letting the darkness inch closer,
Iā€™m still standing still;

However, now Iā€™m worlds away
With nobody around.
Written by
Adrian  17/M/Wherever I May Roam
(17/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
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