They stood in the darkness
that filled
the room
like lines from an unwritten song
and they turned on the lights
Beloved By All Who Mattered
They played songs to welcome the night and were bathed in stars baptized by light and beloved by all who mattered
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The mother was so proud of her daughter that there was never a day that passed not one day! that she didn't tell her You're so... -
Sometimes in the dark of a cold winter's night she would get to work and paint the day she knew would one day come -
My Self does not end at my skin I take in the World all around and I am taken in And when a wall is built my friend a barrier to block and c...
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