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Jun 2014
You were the sunrise,
Luckily I still have the light of the moon.
You were the supposed center of my universe,
But yet you gave me no hope, no warmth?  
I am content under the moon and stars,
So subtle,
Away from the forward rays that you display.
At night,
when the wolves howl and the owls screech,
I look up in my sky and find that you are nowhere to be found…
I smile.
Josian de Aqua
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Josian de Aqua  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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