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A Tale You Know

"Come in the shadow

And get lost.

Here lights glare my eyes

I can not see you clearly.

Colourful lights eclipse beauty.

Come in the shade.

We can make our bower here,

little may be."

And you depareted...

This is a tale you know and I should.

I can see the patches of dazzling lights

all over you.

◄ Being a poet

Mystic Pain ►


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