Turning Beautiful

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That time, that moment, that day, waiting just waiting to turn beautiful. Why cant it just be that day. Waiting for that day to come. I once was lost but now im forgotten. The complextion of there faces glimmer into the washing, attitude morning. Sunny or not, doesnt matter. You came and gave a kiss, I left. My complextion lit up like the stars in the mid-night sky.
Dreaming. . .





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