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words are making a dark sound, last three days I moved a few spells spaces have lost in the expanding universe, where we are jingling on hopes who is playing mystical sounds? my hours are passing on toiling, sun goes down slowly evening star moves toward black hole, shadow flees over the horizon I can see afar off — though the heavens teem with stars, an uncounted host of them and though the moon, she who rules the night, reflects her rays of borrowed light yet the darkness is not wounded, the aggression of the night continues — @ Musfiq us shaleheen
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
The dark flees
words are making a dark sound, last three days I moved a few spells spaces have lost in the expanding universe, where we are jingling on hopes who is playing mystical sounds? my hours are passing on toiling, sun goes down slowly evening star moves toward black hole, shadow flees over the horizon I can see afar off — though the heavens teem with stars, an uncounted host of them and though the moon, she who rules the night, reflects her rays of borrowed light yet the darkness is not wounded, the aggression of the night continues — @ Musfiq us shaleheen
Time plays a shadow role, hopes are away form me .. dark flees all around and continues aggression..
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
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