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Mar 2014
When I love you,
I rip your darkness open wide
and tumble to your timidness
I cloak myself in distant dreams
and dance within the dimness.
I hold your hand and fly, I soar
I sink in desperation
I hold your darkness in my hand
I love you all the more.
Lily Atilt
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Lily Atilt
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