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Stand beside the flame Stars cascade like sprinkled salt Over a sleepy town A dove cries out For a lover lost To a hollow heart Memories fade Over the tapestry of time Eventually folded over Fan the flames So dawn will never rise For a sleepy town

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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