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Rated: E · Poetry · Nonsense · #2257191
A poem that sung in my head.
When the sun is too bright,

The moonlight lights the night.

Once a face sleeps the sky,

Ocean waves rise high.

The wind sets a breeze,

Wondering if I'll be free.

The ashes of one that is gone

Remain the dust within these halls.

All that's lost is never found.

That's my life turned around.

This flower blooms is at its end,

For this was all I've ever sent.

This letter is in my hands.

Farewell, wherever it lands.


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