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You, who fills this endless void,With the whispers of your voice;You, who visits me frequently,As thousand suns,And thousand moonsHave come and passed..
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We had made love under the stars last night.And the vast space of nothingness suddenly out-pouredWith flashing colors and showering lightsAs we danced..
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They say that on the day of her funeral, a raven was seen perching on the windowsill of her room.It had sat there unmoving, while the grieving family ..
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The dawn had turn to dusk,But the children of the moon had yet to retire.A necklace of white flowers clutched in one hand,And their unfulfilled dreams..
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I trudge along the sands of time,Hoping to find a memory lost,And a second chance.The scorching heat of the sunBurns through the soles of my feet,But ..
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Last night I heard the angels sing,A sweet lullaby that speaks of your name.They sang until in my sleepI could dream of their voices.'Hush', one of th..
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"Joiiin me in the whiiite room. The room where silence loooom. You caaaan scream and shout! until you swooooon. But noooo one gets out of the whiiite ..
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The morning sun rises me from my fretful slumber,And I immediately reach outto touch the cold and empty spaceBeside me in the huge king sized bed.It w..
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It's the dawn of a new day.I hum along to the song of the birds,As I turn a page of the book we have left openTwo years ago.It seems appropriate to mo..
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We used to look up the dark northern skies, and see the countless stars that fills up the night.You would ask me then as you wrap your arms around my ..
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