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Mar 2014
Your crazy haloed spectrum smile
Curves lazy slow sweet amid early morning
I tag along, you step inside
The braided lengths of our hungry fingers
Time slows
My sighs stream softly into wishes
Neon tinted bubbles capturing swirl wind
I focus on their ascent to star dust
Right where I want to be
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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