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Her solitude creeps Along the early morning glow. She sighs, Solicitude leaking from the sky. Her wisped hands seek out companionship. She whispers; Words carry a shiver up your spine. Her voice Writes invisible sounds. She is still searching, Loveless and alone. Her heart Stifles hateful tears. Her trepidation Takes over. She retreats, away from the glow.
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Mar 2, 2012
Mar 2, 2012 at 1:08 AM UTC
Fog
Her solitude creeps Along the early morning glow. She sighs, Solicitude leaking from the sky. Her wisped hands seek out companionship. She whispers; Words carry a shiver up your spine. Her voice Writes invisible sounds. She is still searching, Loveless and alone. Her heart Stifles hateful tears. Her trepidation Takes over. She retreats, away from the glow.
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Mar 2, 2012
Mar 2, 2012 at 1:08 AM UTC
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