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Oct 2014
When you were still here
the Sun shined a little bit brighter.
We rode rays of light
with each kiss.
And falling ever-so-gently into love
with lips pressed against lips
The moon and stars
became our chandelier
These barren streets
became our ballroom
And we waltzed into eternity.

*If you were still here...
Isaac Bahn
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Isaac Bahn
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