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Sep 2014
Your eyes are so precise and accurate
The lens of your gaze
Deep thought

Smiles.

Each moment in time ;)
Full of life
The canvas is empty
/amber heart pouring out
I am yours.

little dragon you are pure
cursed in sight and gift
tossed in the September moon.

Words come undone by a silent muse.
we begin the journey. together we dive.
wandabitch
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wandabitch  Promethea
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