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Jul 2014
A land without streetlamps
gets black dark; we walk
the roads with torches ,
when winter rages for months.

All a sudden Summer Lights Up
and you need no streetlamps after all
or torches to see where you are walking;
how I miss the black dark of winter
Written by
nivek
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     Zoe, Miss Havisham, Timothy, ---, nivek and 1 other
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