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ES Mar 2017
Laid down, lights on
It was bright, the light
Reminds me of you
As radiant as the sun light
As beautiful as the moon light
And yet it hurts
My eyes, now teary, searing with pain
I turned off the lights
And yet I still see you
Your brilliance your sillhoutte still etched in my mind
Waiting for the pain to die down
Slowly

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