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    2011 - 09.23


    In the Darkness, there is clear blue sky

    This is where you live.

    In a glass like existence

    That shimmers when you are happy

    And the circle of the dark is pushed back

    If only for a while.

    When you smile, the world grows a little warmer

    Like cinnamon buns just out of the oven

    Your scent is always sweet

    Just waiting to be indulged in.

    On the slopes of the moment

    We slide into each others arms.

    The Sun seems too much

    So your skin is that of a doll

    Porcelain, translucent, shining

    The tiny dancer inside of you wants out

    Spinning in the light.

    You remember the dance.



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