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| The_dark_knight |
A sheaf of her poems clutched to my heart Restlessly i wait, for my Muse. I pass the time dreaming Wakefully-- Not to miss her rise so gently streaming. You are that line crossed forever behind me.... As i furiously scribble bathed in your light. Smiling sweetly down on me Showerful dews of sorrow That i will drink away with posey..again, and again And higher, and higher,..higher Where nothing longer binds us or holds us apart We will rip the skies asunder Together |
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