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Oct 2014
A heart that's beating faster,
Much faster than it should.
Dawn is moving faster, she's running through the wild wood.
She crashed into the poplar,
made it tremble terribly.
Lost between the night wish and the new day being born.
She went out with yore days touch.
Fell back to earth with such a shooting shove.
Welcome to a new day.
The lady bears such love.
Seek the gold and silvery stars.
They're hiding there within.
(C) Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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     Haydn Swan and NuurSeraph
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