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Far away, eons away from home   A child is praying to the stars, Underneath the canopy of milky way Is round lone moon, beaming  in delight - Echoed by the sea As midnight strikes And wishes are granted to those  whose  lives hang within a dream. Here the colour  yellow floods back in each vein The flowers bloom back to their glory Whilst the earth breathes harmoniously As silence becomes poetry.
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May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 1:45 AM UTC
Nightcall
Far away, eons away from home   A child is praying to the stars, Underneath the canopy of milky way Is round lone moon, beaming  in delight - Echoed by the sea As midnight strikes And wishes are granted to those  whose  lives hang within a dream. Here the colour  yellow floods back in each vein The flowers bloom back to their glory Whilst the earth breathes harmoniously As silence becomes poetry.
lorna-lornelia
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May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 1:45 AM UTC
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