The Blossom No One Saw

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Clouds forming a ring

Around heaven

The moon sitting

Carefully upon the edge

Of the dawn

Songs are calling me

Their solitude and pain

Words and sonnets

About sorrow and love

Eradicating darkness

In the end of time

Forget everything

Melts away

Days pile on

Nights pile up

Nothing is as beautiful

As the blossom

No one saw

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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