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Twilight

Soft orange,
Lulling the sun from it's sleep,

Sweet stars,
Peeling the velvety folds,
Of the thick night sky,
apart,

Sweet twilight lulls the moon,
From it's lush poison,

Bitter hills,
Roam loanly earth,
Weave the tired scape,
together,




Caressa

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