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[aphotobookstory]

oh, the night
when everything is
b l u e
& the moon hides
behind the little black
silhouettes of
leaves (that speak
whenever a mysterious
cool breeze
blows by)
& casts long shadows
that stretch over the
b l u e
lawn.

& across the
dancing orange glow
of an
immense fire,

i can see the stars in your eyes.

Comments

[sarahisonfire]

you updated a minute too late.

CAKE.