SHE WAS LIKE THE SUN TO NIGHT


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Beneath the fog is a brim of amber
Where the sterlings fall but never land
This is where song fade into
As hearts ache
Quietly declare an end to love
Just like a requiem in search of words
Inking emotions felt in urge
Compose a journey and travel full
Wander into the depths of love`s first mystery
And fall again