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The Ribbons and Her Darkness
As the sun fades behind
grey clouds of twilight,
tranquil calm settles in,
and the sounds of night
begin to emerge.
Like ribbons of mist
winding their way through
dark shadows, they slip
harmonious fingers around
every beat of my heart.
Have you ever been so enraptured
by something, that you could swear
you feel your soul fusing.
grey clouds of twilight,
tranquil calm settles in,
and the sounds of night
begin to emerge.
Like ribbons of mist
winding their way through
dark shadows, they slip
harmonious fingers around
every beat of my heart.
Have you ever been so enraptured
by something, that you could swear
you feel your soul fusing.
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