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our dream its late and the stale September air feels to linger on a hint of something impending search for its meaning but the stars are muted by sky and.she lay here sleeping peacefully so all the known is reduced to stark words penned to page so long ago the instruments of its creation have since turned to dust and bones have become like September air the forever transition between warmth of loving summer and the cold grip of winter its late and the September air is stale in my chest as I breath quietly next to my lover as she dreams of me I entwine my hand in hers and urge sleep to overtake me so I can join her smiles and run with her in our dream
Posted on: Sat, 22 Mar 2014 15:08:43 +0000

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