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Through the night I saw you coming;
Moonlight hiding from your gaze,
Stars were panicking and screaming,
Air around you froze in (a) daze.
You were sliding through the mist
Like...it was some kind of rite.
All the beauty, I insist,
Was before my eyes that night.
And I don't regret my staring
Even though it turned me blind,
I don't need my eyes, I'm bearing -
All the beauty in my mind.
06.11.11.
All the beauty
© Copyright: Леди Элла, 2011
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