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The things that never will (or was it the Will that never thinks? Honestly it's been so long that I forgot)
I stargaze in my own room,
with thought of holding you.
The melody of songs I don't know,
make me wonder what there is to behold.
With a gentle laugh,
I stand starstruck by your words.
Like a child I stand below it all,
seeing colour that aren't letting you go,
as the stars paint a portrait of your smile,
I am caught stargazing in my own room.
And the sky turns back to white,
as t...
Thursday 25th March 2021 8:03 pm
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