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Girl
She walks underneath the sheen
Night fall
Night ache
And a thousand more deserts she cannot understand
Hearing
Foreign voices
Echoing off a rock
Hearing
But not seeing
A star drop
There had been a wind
It had passed over her body like petals
It had touched her so delicately
She had missed its presence
Unable to even entertain
The notion of more
Night fall
Night ache
And a thousand more deserts she cannot understand
Hearing
Foreign voices
Echoing off a rock
Hearing
But not seeing
A star drop
There had been a wind
It had passed over her body like petals
It had touched her so delicately
She had missed its presence
Unable to even entertain
The notion of more
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