Raindroped feathers on T shine when Autumn begins
light purple is the colored tone from her words and rain
my two Suns erasing gloom from these decadent days
I pray to seize the smiles and magic to gain
the absence of regrets to maintain and the songs linger.
OCW
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10-01-2013
10-20-2013
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