I looked outside
Saw a star
Reminded me
How far away you are
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- Forever Forlorn
- Songwriters are my poetic muses.
- Sibyl ate escargot
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- Out of the box. . . into the world.
1 comment:
i did the same thing almost every night. Just sit at the balcony, looking up at the sky..looking at the star...and it'll be remind me, how far is he from me...anyway, happy new year, you hv a nice blog here..
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