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Dusk
Dusk, I wait for you
For you to whisk me away
Away from here, far away from here
Here is my hand, twilight take me down
Down to the river of night to rest
To rest upon the sweet edge of the dusk.
Written by Gina Young
8/7/12
For the contest Wreath on the Flavor of Dusk by Nette Onclaud
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