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the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
i bid them all farewell
i hold your heart
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
she heard the children playing in the sun
a thousand silent years ago
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
with joy and wonder

 



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