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Sprinkled bows of iridescence
play upon the light of day.
Cowering masses made of shadows -
born to chase them all away.
When bows bow to twinkled starlight
still they will be kept at bay.
Fearful of the sky's candescence -
burn to keep the light at play.
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<Deleted User> (13516)
Thu 26th Feb 2015 07:38
Just gorgeous :)