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Jul 2014
From your hands spring forth dreams
You race them across my starry sky
Shedding light where shadow reigns
I can still smell you on my skin
Taste the storm on your wind
For wherever you go...
*I follow
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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