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Yard of freedom

Glancing of happiness
Into the eyes ,we own from another
Souls abyss shadows
Tender is are other self
A door of cold glass
Calls itself the body of heaven
Renouncing heavens in the clearing
Made the moon pulse stringed fever
Gently Until the borrows nightmare

Yard of freedom Glancing…

by ambrosiadear

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