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By twinkle Date: 2002 May 01 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.01.10.56.591]] |
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i have known the secrets of the night the grass is wet and the midnight air is cold without a coat in shadowed hours is a grief that breaks me with its walls and i have colored your lines from here in brown and gold, blending through the trappings of my plains escaping through the sky i am just a girl i am not invincible my curves fit the width of your palms very well, and i am here alone i have known the secrets of the night |