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Fireflies melt
into moon-eyed shadows...
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I want for love to be wild
and intoxicatingly sweet...
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There's a rush
between the many folds...
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To all earthly residents
I grasp at an invisible thread of hope...
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This time,
I wish not to...
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My lips;
the taste of strawberries...
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Oh don't you color my voice with colors of ivy
Imprisoning me in my own room...
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All the poems I wish your lips could feel,
to taste their raw discontent...
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I want to be a desert
open and wide, unbound by...
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''Sometimes we wish things were different. Some...
This age is graceless, Sir...
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Fall,
her whispers growing silent...
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Amor
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5 by TJ Arizona Eagle
An innocent Fairy?
Or an angel with invisible wings...