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I couldn't sleep, so I got the notepad out: Oh dreamwalker, where have all the stars gone? Away, asleep, forever lost to night's expanse. Never to align or hold a sign, For expeditious travelers, or those who seek a guide. The only light that's left, Has already been captured by thine eyes, Chestnut brown with blues and whites. Like skies and earth of mortal coil, Your vision is a fertile soil. So dreamwalker, a thousand steps are left to pace, Until you wake to spread your grace. Calm fucked around with this message at 08:30 on Apr 6, 2017 |
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