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By: FERNETURNER58

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What charm~

fashions~

life,~

that satisfies~

a sun’s~

harsh burn~

to memory of ~

star’s gentle light?

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When long dark ~

folds ~

across the sky, ~

my breath softens –~

.                                          dreams ~

.                 tumble ~

.                           across ~

.                                     sleep~

.as a ~

          breeze’s caress,  ~

.                                     drifts ~

.                             a leaf ‘s ~

.                                          slow~

.                                    des~

.                                              cent.

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It is there I find you.

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FERNETURNER58