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The Stranger

Stranger dont shy away I heard you sing in the late late nights. I am a Sleepless painter I paint in the dark You sang to the night In some nights you sang to me too I saw you once in your window silver with the moon The smoke from your cigarette, your gaze in the dark Where were they heading?

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Beata Agustin

Date: 8/12/2024 12:13:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.