How beautiful
The night
The moon light leaking through the the blind
How beautiful in deed
The silence and the breeze
The words melting
Into flames
No more feelings
Trapped in friendships on fire
Just the cool breeze of memories
How beautiful
The moon
Who can hear my muse
How delicate
My dreams
How wonderful my lips
How beautiful indeed
My mind
My soul
My beautiful me
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