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Post by sunny on Jun 30, 2010 10:31:35 GMT -5
Dawn
as I step on the cotton path oh! it feels like a lace! am I turn into a gleam of dawn? as it glows on my face! my eyes, my lips... spinning with silk-white haze?!
Time deeply, I withdraw a breath while it floats out to touch the time to the countless wind I stretch- as much as my thoughts can fly...
Smoke
No! I swing and deny it isn't the sunsets of yesterday as it dazzling in my mind! it is the " smoke in my eyes"...
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