June 6, 2009
By IC.574 GOLD, No, Georgia
IC.574 GOLD, No, Georgia
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I look towards the sapphire clouds melted across the night sky,
My soul drifts into a trance, almost as if to fly,
Seeing the stars dance, glimmer, sparkle, shine, along like a song of mine,
On with the lullaby, so very beautiful you would cry.

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