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Nov 2013
I write you
I chant during the cloaked suns snooze
a prayer if you will
simple
come back to me, come back to reality tangible serendipity I offer sacrifices to your temple with these words my tongue my liver
I'd live for her,
temple
I beg, accept my sacrifice
her vice is that she can't hear me
if you open the clouds one last time I'd sacrifice life for her happiness:
serenity
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